231. Found & Lost

When I leave home I think of you.
When I sleep and work, I think of you.

You fill my thoughts,

You fill my dreams.

I eat, drink and think you.

The days turn into months and years,
yet I don't tire.

I worry that one day my thoughts
will turn to memories,
With photos, mementos, scrapbooks, old
ticket stubs, dried up roses -
but not you.
You will drift away - slowly,
to a far away place.
Somwhere - out there or inside me
Will you be forgotten?
I knew it was never to last forever.
But why so soon?
I never had a chance.
How is it fair to be so happy
when so young and now I have to grow old.

Is it possible to find another?
Do I even want to?
Can you so easily be replaced
by someone else who
just comes along?
We were supposed to grow old together,
And here I am all alone
I'm aging, tired and old -
But you'll forever be young and beautiful.

It has been too long
and to forget is worse than death.
Forgive me for what I do,
for I do it in search of you.

(FC, EG )