My Princess Poem by Gabriel Jirgba

There was someone I loved
I felt lucky, happy, blessed
But I was young - naive
Certain things could not keep 'us'
Here now I sit, looking back
At things of no little essence
The which I should have done;
I know I should be moving on,
I should forget pasts and carry on,
Yet, Letting go seem so hard now,
So I pray things change someday
Just so I could speak again to her
Even for a split-second
Thats how I miss my Princess