i wrote some of my best lines for you,
and now, they’re all that remains
how sorrowful and tragic,
to lose someone who had once inspired me so
perhaps, i am clouded by nostalgia,
the whimsical belief that things in the past had somehow been better…
but they were good with you
they were – simple
a grounding in a universe bent on throwing us all astray
but you became the calm
the reason to look forward to evenings
the reminder that romance lives on, so long as we search for it
and now, the lines i wrote for you have been enjoyed by people from across the globe
leaving them with what i regret to have lost – the best of you
