When I think of you,
my mind just can't control,
the memories flooding back,
why did you have to go?
They say love is less painful,
If you never love at all,
but I must disagree there,
I would be thinking small
you taught me things,
I thank you, and oh so glad we met
your eyes were like diamonds
glistening, funny what we get
I no longer wish I never met you,
for a long time that's how I felt
but life happens for a reason the way it does,
We live with the hand were dealt
Thank you for what you taught me,
My pained heart no longer stained
now grateful for the delicate memories
you see by now its rained.
thanks so much