My love. So fair you were when I saw you.
Open the door.
But as fast as I saw you, you were gone.
Not as soon as you left, you came back into my life.
You were a dream, a fantasy, a love that I had been looking for.
So what happened.
We fell in love, quick, so soon, as if all other life before us had passed away my love.
You were what I sought.
You were what I wanted, you were what I loved my fair, my hazel, my beautiful love.
I didn't know what you had, or what you were, or where you came from.
I only knew that you were here.
And that I wanted you.
I liked you.
And for all those reasons only, I wanted to be with you.
My innocence for your love, I thought you would see.
But past events, unfortunately, would surely taint.
Please know, that above all, the aforementioned was my true intention of our love, and that I wish you may have seen or looked into my soul to discover who I really was.
But, as life goes on, I know that relationships, friendships, and love does too.
And as clear as the tears that stream down this dark and lonesome night,
I know that you were very special to me.
And that I will always remember you.