Writings

Of course I still read what you wrote.

It's been such a long time.

I've grown old and weary,

Cold and grey of hair.

And just so very alone since I had to live my life

without you.

Even after all I've been through with you,

I still cannot deny that I feel the same.

I still feel like that nineteen year old boy,

lost in a love so deep.

It seems like it's been such a long time.

I know I've never been perfect, 

and I know I messed up.

But it won't ever change the way

how my heart beats for you.