I wish I could have told you everything,
How much I felt for you.
Before it was too late,
But now it is,
Maybe we will never see each other again.
As our life-paths
Do therefore part forever.
Or maybe we will,
As mere acquaintances.
Not the fire I failed to light up.
Not the fire of passion that swallowed me alive.
Will we ever get close enough again some day,
To allow me to want to confess to you yet again?
Every time I saw you
Even miles away.
That day would be special than the rest.
I would remember that day for weeks and...