Reflections

In the beginning was me,

in the end is none;

say it was tragedy, pain,

memories and some fun;

what mattered was 

none less then you;

always smiling

with a problem new;

still there are people

who think;

you were trouble;

watch me wink...

that look in your eyes,

when I left you;

must have hurt as hell,

but mine no clue;

as I think about 

what happened I realize;

it was sudden death of love,

yes a sad demise;

Now what I have 

is a pain which does not end;

the wind my love

will though always to you send;