To the Lost Boy I once loved

 

I still cry for you

I thought I loved you

I thought I saw potential in you

In us

I search for you in every Challenge(r) I see

The ruggedness of your speech

The heart in your dialect

You were what I craved

You’d satisfy me nightly

Daily I’d yearn for you

All the while not knowing you were lost

Lost in your own hurt

Lost in your own head

You didn’t know how to love me

So it is best we didn’t go there

You gave me so much promise

But not enough of the follow through

I’m happy I almost loved you

I’m glad we almost made it

To the Lost Boy I once loved………. I wasn’t finished