is not the ups and downs you face, but more of, when that all too familiar road, has come to a diverge, each leading down an unknown destiny, waiting to be fulfilled, not by two but an individual alone standing at that divider, we can only choose, which of us is to go where, a choice that is hard and cruel, of the unknowing, if that road we travel, will converge again, will i ever see you again, i cannot tell. the roads all look foggy ahead, no titter-tatter sign of life, the ground lays barren for new to trample on, and as we take our first bold step, travelling into the unknown, we will always look back and remember the great journey we shared. i will always keep you in prayer, i will always remember your laugh, the tears u shed, the anger you vented, the shoulder that never fails, the voice that swoons, the hands that held, the promises shared, the dreams waiting to be realized, will you remember mine? our time to part has come, the goodbyes have to be said, as we step forward down those foggy path, your presence i will sorely miss God speed wherever the winds of fate blows may we meet again, when our paths meet again, somewhere down the foggy paths.
my dear juju,i know the poem sucks,i aint' no poet to be honest. i'm sorely,REALLY ADMINTTINGLY, STUPIDLY and HONESTLY.. going to miss you like crazy.. i know your gonna tell me to stop being such an idiot,and probably whack me on the head for being such a wet sponge inside and tell me to grow up or something like that. if i see you off on wednesday,i hope you don't mind if i flood the airport. there are things that i can hold my tears against,but you leaving for aussie,i really cannot. who's gonna tell me to Robot on, or listen to me whine bout med course, or bout our mums. who's gonna tell me lame jokes, let me make spaz remarks about( ahem)or make pseudo-flirty moves with
bottomline is.. I'M GONNA MISS YOU MY DARLING!!!
my dear juju,i know the poem sucks,i aint' no poet to be honest. i'm sorely,REALLY ADMINTTINGLY, STUPIDLY and HONESTLY.. going to miss you like crazy.. i know your gonna tell me to stop being such an idiot,and probably whack me on the head for being such a wet sponge inside and tell me to grow up or something like that. if i see you off on wednesday,i hope you don't mind if i flood the airport. there are things that i can hold my tears against,but you leaving for aussie,i really cannot. who's gonna tell me to Robot on, or listen to me whine bout med course, or bout our mums. who's gonna tell me lame jokes, let me make spaz remarks about( ahem)or make pseudo-flirty moves with
bottomline is.. I'M GONNA MISS YOU MY DARLING!!!
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