I remember…
…how much you like fruit rollups, Rice Krispie treats and most of all, dunking Oreo’s in milk.

By a writer identified only as “Sarah”
If I ask you in years to come
When you’re old and grey
What did you do with your life my dear’
What do you think you might say?

You see, I know the answer
Though you would never admit
That your life will end broken hearted
Of a love lost too scared to commit.

You loved her so much
Why did you let her leave?
She loved you back
But you would never believe.
But that is your future
You are still in your past
Grab her and hold her
This love is meant to last.