Lost in the sands of time
I see, myself reading and rereading
The silly notes, the feeling poured out
On the leaves of the book
I still hold dear
I still feel the pain
The loneliness
The rejection
The silliness that is attached to
The feeling of a youthful heart
The heart that skipped
The stomach that flipped
Stays steady with the warmth of your touch
Thanking the Supreme for the turn of events
Thanking the pain for the fruits I enjoy today
For the person I am now
For the life I have lived, shared and loved.