As i say goodbye to the love of my life i can not bear to think that i may not see him again! For he is going to Iran to fight for our rights, for the country's rights! He was eager to go, but i wasnt, for i was 4 months pregnant and he told me that he would be home just in time for the baby. I try not to cry when ever he says that, because we both know that there is a chance that he will not get to see his child! As i think this in my head, he looks me straight in the eyes and says: Now, Emily i shall be gone for a while, but if something should happen to me, just so you know i will be watching over you and the baby, and never forget that i love you and always will, goodbye. He kisses me and then leaves. It has been over a year now. They told me that his body was never found. Oh god i really do miss him. br br [note: ] this poem does not reflect my self in any way. i have just came up with the poem.