I loved you, but I could not wait forever.
I made my choice, but you would not make yours.
In some delays, a year's as good as never,
As what is lost no change of heart restores.
I love you still, but cannot think of you
Without the bitter longing of regret.
This, too, will pass, I know, and time renew
The innocence one needs to love, and yet ...
You were my once, that never comes again,
A happiness untouched by any past.
Whatever love comes next comes with the stain
Of knowing well this love might well not last.
Goodbye, my love! I hope someday you'll be
Ripe for the love you could have had from me.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon