I was loved by a boy whose dreams were boundless
He dreamed and hoped like any boy should
He made me believe in anything
Even in him
I'd love him back if I could.

I am the questions and he was the answers
I am the hopeless and he was the romantic
He would insist
That the differences only complimented the similarities

I'm not sure what of, but he was sure he was to be a King
Of the Sun
Of the World
Of these lands
Of my heart.

We were 17 in age
65 in soul
5 years old in our pleasures
We would poke fun at people
Name the stars silly
Lying on the grass
As we discussed anything and everything
And forget it all the next day
Our minds were ripe
Hands, empty and open
We were rich in foolishness and laughter

They refuse to believe

They would insist
"A young heart knows no love"
"A young mind knows no truth"
"A young soul knows no emptiness"

I once loved a boy whose dreams were boundless
He dreamed and hoped like any boy should
But he became a man not King

A King reigns triumphant
Remembered throughout libraries
A Man toils for naught
Slaves away, dies forgotten.

There was once a boy who had dreams
Though he sought the pain of mortality
To abandon a Kingdom
Rich with beauty

Why?
This heart will never know