How hard it is to be loved by one, yet feel so alone...

Your presence dissipated the cold of the season and warmed my heart when we first met..

Big beautiful brown eyes stare in to my soul..

We grab hands and you pull me away to a bright, beautiful, calming place..

As the season change we go from 2 to 2 halfs to 1...

We are on the same path...

Or at least we were..

Love can be so Naive..

These days I finished 2nd in the race for your heart..

I thought I was first but maybe that was the naivety in me..

3 seasons have come and gone and the cold has come again but yet there is no warmth this time..

I have always been attracted to the driven..

And thats you...

But I've learned something about the driven..

Thats just It they're driven and that came before me...