The Love Of My Life

To the love of my life
though fate never allowed me to make you my wife.
When we met so many years ago
it was love at first sight that I know.
I loved you so much and for only you I cared
but with you those feelings I never shared.
Then I learned for another you cared.
To come between you I never dared.
Not because I did not want to 
but because I wanted happiness for you.
Then to the arms of another I did go 
but with her, love I never did know.
For this I now know that I was wrong
for all these years your love I’ve longed.
Of you I have thought throughout the years.
For you I have shed so many tears.
So long ago I solemnly vowed
to tell of my love if fate allowed.
Our paths crossed again not so long ago.
I remembered the vow of my love you should know.
Before I could tell you, you gave a surprise.
You told me you loved me and brought tears to my eyes.
You told of your love and how much you cared
how you felt sad that this you had not shared.
You said that you felt you had told me too late
and for this you said you I must hate.
But it is you I love and never could hate
To know of your love is never too late.
You told me of things you wanted to do
all of this and more I have wanted too.
All this time I have dreamed of your touch
To know you wanted the same means so much.
We have shared so much from the present and past.
I have prayed so much that this would last.
You have told me that what we want is wrong
How can this be when we have loved so long?
Something happened and we fell apart
Crushing my dreams and breaking my heart.
To love you was a gift from above.

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