Dizzy to the Point of Exhaustion

Young Love

We met while young.

Too young to remember correctly.

When Santa was real and things were simple.

I knew years later.

I'd felt something new start to simmer.

When some friends stay and other wither.

Everything changes.

But you and I stayed the same.

Now I think of you often.

But we are still so far apart.

Never close enough to touch.

Never far enough to part.

I wish we would have changed.

I fear our chance has passed.

Please I beg you.

Don't prove me correct.