A love once wished for never came to be.  There were just 
too many differences that were just too clear to see.  How I longed 
for you to hold me in your arms forever.  How I awaited your call 
and every moment seemed like never.  To kiss you was bliss, 
this feeling I now miss.  The feeling's gone cold, and time 
is growing old.  I cried at night as I lied in bed, repeating 
to myself the things you had said.  The words that tore my heart 
in two, the words that broke me through and through.  Now here I am 
writing a poem of you, trying to tell you how much I love you.  
And maybe when you read this, you'll know that I'm true and that 
maybe you will understand just what I'm going through. 
               I love you.