This is me, now. I am here, now,
But thoughts of me, then, and us, as we were,
When all we wanted, waking and sleeping,
Was to belong to each other,
Are welcome, from time to time…
I will miss you forever.
Somehow, this is something I have always known,
Even back when I didn’t think I would have to
be without you, ever.
I knew, that I always, always wanted to know, to own
Your love, your friendship, your respect,
And I know that in many ways I still do…
But I miss you,
Pretty much the way my childhood
Will always be mine, and always be precious,
Except, of course, that I never want to go back,
Nor should I. That wouldn’t be real life, would it?