By slug
Date: 31 August 2000

So it began

So it began with a shy glance
and two slips of paper.
And it ends with no shyness left
  and no dreams met.
And the feelings only waver-
   I wanted to be wrong!
   I wanted to be strong!
I never wanted to miss you.
  But time marches onward
              .....upward
              .....wayward-
we've fallen wayward to the wayside-  overboard-
into the ocean where sharks feast on the fresh meat
     of unrequited young love.
    we are so young and so old-
our wisdom has yet to turn to gold-
only penny-thoughts get voice-
        because all of this was your choice-
           and you can't force feelings.
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