Remembering Dreams Poem by Travis Peterson

These words I write
For you,
The one who my soul
Loves,
If i didn't have this pen
I would spell this out with blood

My heart aches for you
And my sould is growing cold,
I can't believe I pushed aside
The dream of together growing old

In our dream house
Somewhere far away,
Where we'd come home from work
With seven puggles in our way

Remember staying up late,
To watch Jepordy at eight?
And making bets on who would
Have to wash the dinner plates,
I often miss the times
When i would find you fast asleep,
Those pictures of my angel
This soul will always keep,
You always took care of me
Even when I was such a bum,
I remmeber you using the vaccuum
To pick up all my crumbs