As you left me,
I watched you walk
In the gallant way that you always do
steadfast, resolute, firm,
And I was left thinking, yearning for you behind...
So many things left unsaid.
The laughter, the cries, the joys we shared, the sorrows we tried to,
But to no avail.
There are times when my heart weeps for you,
And there are others when the wrathful torments that fill me want to burst out and vent their fury upon you,
But I cannot.
I love you still as I did then
And I always shall...
So many things left unsaid.
The first time we met,
The brilliance of the blue that you wore,
The sparkling of the golden strands of your hair,
In the autumn sun, sublime, so subtle,
pierced my heart by the hazel starbursts in your eyes,
I remember those moments still,
Though they seem now a lifetime ago...
So many things left unsaid.
I started to write a letter to you,
to reclaim my passion for you,
to refrain from my hatred for you,
to remain in my love for you,
Yet, so many things left unsaid.....
