I want to write

I want to write, but my words are lost.

The reason being, the one I love the most.

The poetry stemmed from the joy I felt.

For thou it was that every word was spelt.

Now pain in heart, has a deep welt left.

Not a moment gone that I haven’t wept.

Since you just went and left me bereft.

As time will go and my heart will slow

And maybe I won’t brim and flow.

But this I promise everyday,

My love for you is here to stay.