So Little, So Long

So Little, So long...

We have know each other for so little time,
Only a few days but many an hour.
Yet it feels like an age,
Because already my love has begun to flower.

Is it wrong that I can say that so early?
Perhaps, some would say, perhaps it is rather soon;
And yet I can say my love is flowing freely-
It is opening, a rose in full bloom.

But your rose belongs to another,
It cannot belong to me,
So I will pick the petals from my rose,
And throw it into the wind...

Because we are the same.
We have known each other so long in a sense,
But who am I to pass blame,
We don't belong;... you will never turn us into we.

Stay Frosty