It was back in first grade
When I saw your breed
I felt the love so effluent
I cant forget the complexion
The way it brought the connection
Too bad I couldn't share
All I did was stare
At your beautiful figure.
All the boys pointed a finger.
Now am thirty three.
As I get my third degree
it has come to my attention
That all the attraction
I had for you,
You gave to another.
Too bad am no longer able
To share with you my Apple
Of what I felt and still feel
It was and will be love.
Nothing but love.
Too sad and tragic
Is the loss of your magic
Your smile and soft heart
I didn't imagine
You'd gone without goodbye
Without even saying what you felt
For me,
And for your so called husband
Your love had no brand
But now no longer at hand
You left with words
Words NOT SAID.
