A+J

As I look and envy the space of time,

Wishing you were mine,

With desire of holding you close to me,

Feeling, touching, kissing your beauty,

For all I can see is the pictures of what used to be,

The same sounds that make me think you are here,

And no longer will let me heal,

I will always be alone and never home,

So I go to the one place I used to call my own,

Were I put in a tree A+J,

I will never really know why,

I can never have you,

I know in flesh or bone,

But I got to feel your woman’s touch for the first time,

I knew you were the one,

Now I desperately look for it in lust,

I tell her thinking it is you,

And what I speak is true,

And I wish it was still you,

Who will tell me, “I LOVE YOU”

I knew I would not be true not because of you,

I hope one day I can read this to you.