Today your letter came

It spoke of yesteryear.

Not a word would reveal clearly

Of your emotions or your fears.

But some would reveal a hint

Of what could be on your mind.

I only wish you would say

It could save a lot of time.

Once we were in love

Till we grew up from our past.

We thought we were too young

For a love that would really last.

All our friends would agree

To love again is insane

Then why when I think of you

I can still feel such pain.

Now lately when it comes to pen

I am speechless in a way.

But now is the time to come right out

And say what it is that I have to say.

Now if you should feel that it's not right

For me to speak the truth,

Then hold your hands to your ears real tight,

'Cause I'm saying I still love you.

Robert Steward

dec 1982

To Paulette Evelyn Levague 4 years after we broke up. She was living in Florida and I was freezing my ass off in Toms River, New Jersey.