There has been so much bad
What was good
So many miles ago
In a distant place
Obscured by covered eyes
Maybe with time
I might find what was good
If my heart consents to
Miss you
And, I think, it is wrong
To want more than one
Or once
If it was the best
I should be content with the
Once
While whispering goodbye

If I loved you.. and I am gone
whisper your goodbyes..

But if it was you that left..
What would you have *me* do now..?

"goldenhinde. . ."

I'm sorry to come to this site. I don't mean to invade your privacy. But when I look up my name, it always come up. So many beautiful, heartbreaking things you wrote to. . .someone I know (but sometimes don't know.) So many things how I wish it could be. And I don't want it to be sad now.

I know what you wrote earlier to me. I only wanted to say how beautiful all those things were to me. How I believe they can still be.

I love you with all my heart.

I can't think of anything pretty to write right now.

Just that your beauty, sincerity, honesty, strength. . .I will never know anyone like you ever again. I hope we can find ourselves again.

I love you, sweetheart.

--Christopher John Mazey