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Homework and Clouds

I asked you questions you could not answer. I reveled in thoes afternoons under the sky. I wanted to be near you, your life, know you. I fell in love with the person you wanted to be, the thoughts you had, and the energy flowing from your voice.

I have always wondered why I never get thoes I seek so badly. Perhapes I push too much, maybe you are afraid to love me as deeply as I seem to care for you. Love is scarey, deep, like the ocean. Like the sky, it is unreachable, and like the clouds, our judgement can be obsuced, inturprted differently.

My teenage devotion was only a passing moment. Could I love the person you have become? Could I forgive the choices you have made? The path you have followed? Could you forgive mine?

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