The missing bottle...

My fair lady taste like a wine,
I miss her so much, it feels not divine,
My heart was broken, shattered but true,
My lonely days have darken and turned blue,
Still I shall wait for that one special day,
That is when I shall walk her way,
To tell her that this sweet love of mine,
Shines brightly as my love stood divine.

"I love you and I will never forget that" ~ Rudar