All my teenage years I wanted you to be just for me
To hear you say you loved me and you only had eyes for me.
Those words never appeared when we were near.
All I felt was the fear.
So I moved away never to stay
And you let me leave pretending that you didn’t need me
My life moved on
But for some reason you kept holding on.
Was it true love we shared?
I always thought you never really cared
But maybe you did?
Who knows we were just kids.
But now that your doing this bid
I feel sixteen again.
Long talks on the telephone
Only thing is your not home.
So my love unfolds in my letters
And one day I hope we will be together
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem