Take me back four summers ago,
Where the sun shined brighter and
Dreams alighted from my tongue like
Fireflies in the twilighted distance,
Because unrequited love can be beautiful
Like I've never been.

I still remember.
Even if my name but a memory long forgotten,
My heart molded to the shape of a hand
I'd never hold, but that didn't matter.
It was a silent and sad surrender,
A bittersweet but beautiful blunder.