Dear John
What was it that made you the one?
Savior of my emotions, waiting to be undone.
Awkward fumbling, a wayward smile.
Tender lips always free from guile.
What was it that made you the one?
Dear John
If only you knew how much I cared.
But for all those welling emotions I just wasn't prepared.
Lonely desperation, carnal urges cured.
With whispered declarations your place in my life was assured.
If only you knew how much I cared.
This is my goodbye
to a life I've never led.
A path I refused to take
because of the confusion in my head.
A hand I didn't grasp,
first love beckoning sweet
turned away by doubts
ending up trapped in my own conceit.
Dear John
Forgive me and be at peace wherever you are.
May these words of love and hope reach you no matter how far.
Living your life, a phoenix long reborn.
Done with past indignities, far from being forlorn.
Forgive me and be at peace wherever you are.
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