Sunday, December 23, 2018

Angel-Boy

If each angel had an instrument;

You’d be like a guitarist

You always seem to know the notes written on old pages before we were born.

You knew I loved you

And I knew you had loved me

Too much….

But when is too much ever enough?

You are like a guitarist.

You strum at the very best of my heart and I love you ….. so

You were my sweetheart since I was young,

And we were destined to meet by fate.

And fate has it in store for us that you will be loving me forever

And if simple forevers aren’t long enough, remember me and cherish me for forevers aren’t long enough to withstand the love in my heart

So fly back and be with me;

My angel….

Soar high.

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