Once Wrote - Chelle

You remind me of the poems I once wrote.
You made me happy
My poems made me happy
But it's the feeling which go away.
You couldn't stay for me
Because of your feelings
You were afraid
Afraid of those feelings
You were always running away
Because of how old I was
I tried to make you happy
But it did not work
You kept running
And I kept hiding
I hid my feelings many a time
From the dangers of a black heart
You still remind of the poems I once wrote.
But only when I read them.

Chelle - December 9 1994