Remembrances of A Friend Who Needs Other Things

So is this goodbye?

At this moment in time I cannot tell

I am just upset

That you should have thought me irresponsible.

Have my intentions meant nothing, even after all this time?

Do you feel that you still do not know me?

I like to pride myself

That I am responsible enough

Not to take your love for granted.

I spend my time with you because I enjoy your company

Without letting things get out of hand.

Somebody irresponsible would hardly love as I have done,

For we have done what I would not do

With somebody I did not care for.

Would I have treated you how I have done

Over the past six months if you had meant nothing?

I hope our relationship

Means more than this.

Perhaps now we can be frank with each other.

I still miss you when you leave

And look for you when you are not there.

We must be allowed to go on as before,

Innocent to worldly sins

That will not be uncovered in our love.

For despite all that has passed

I still love you.

I cherish our friendship as something different,

Something peaceful, something important

And above all something to be treasured.

Is it impossible to keep it like this?

When next I see you

I hope things will be straightened out

And we can return to that same friendship

That seemed to have had limitless ends

But which now seems to be in jeopardy.

I have spoken to a friend on this matter

And he has agreed

That our love is something too special

To be cast aside without thought

Without real reason.

I can still cast my mind back to that night we met

It may have been accidental

But  we began to talk.

I knew from that day that you were quiet

So I asked you out.

You wanted to come,

But felt the family might stop you.

For you had two children to look after,

But you did state that you liked me

Perhaps enough to come out.

Love escalated and we became attached,

Other engagements followed

And I began to feel that we knew each other.

But perhaps I was wrong

Because it still seems that after all this time you do not know me

We loved in the summer, we loved in the spring,

We danced by the trees that were bare,

We thought of each others while the birds did sing

And glanced at the beautiful air.

She may be young, but her beauty is in her youth,

Not an ageless beauty, but one that shines out

Through her youthful looks.

What did others matter now that you were near me,

Here, close by

But that night I knew that there was something wrong.

You were cold in your thought and deed,

Uncontrollable in the way that you acted

Towards my harmless advances,

Even quieter than usual

But perhaps you will come round

And look at things from my point of view

Our friendship can be saved

And perhaps we can

Return to our former agreement.