Melissa, I wrote this poem when I felt and saw so many things changing in my marriage. There was no doubt that my husband and I loved each other, but life somehow stole all the little things …
Published: Aug 2008
How It Used To Be
when nothing else matter but you and me
music, country roads, and future dreams.
I miss you, I wish you could see
although you are here, I miss you and me.
I remember when you said how happy I made you
and you really meant it...now, it's just a phrase
you say without thinking.
I miss those days when you'd call just to say "hi"
or "I love you"...the days it was so hard
just to say good-bye for a while.
I remember how wonderful it felt the first time
you held me in your arms-and how after all those
years you still made my heart melt.
I miss the old you- and the old me
The old us that could just sit and talk for hours
and never run out of things to say.
I remember when time simply stood still-
when in each other's arms is the only place
we wanted to be...forever.
I miss us as I remember how it used to be...
when nothing else matter but you and me.