Lovers get left behind
In the memory haze
Of a difficult life.
You may marry someone
Who treats you sweetly and kind,
But the passion isn’t there
Because he’s not the one.
When too many days have passed
And the clock is running out of time
For the possibility of our romance,
You will realize
I was the man you loved.
Uriah Hamilton
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/excruciatingly-slow-motion-life/
