I've Never Been Able to Forget

Your eyes,

So they could be first,

Your confidence,

Made things fall into place,

Where they never could,

An ebb and flow,

Your laughter bowled me over,

And how you always seemed to be going,

Don't ever dwell where we've made a habit of staying,

Messing up and complaining about it,

Keep forward of it,

In a biting new spring wind,

And when you occasionally look back,

I can be just as speechless,

Murmur out some sarcasm,

Hope you like it,

Because I'm an idealist,

A romantic to criticize,

Bring back to earth and out right hate,

For making things that aren't there,

And then trying to live in them,

So I guess that makes me a bastard too,

But in my head,

You who I've never met,

Will do wrongs to me,

I can only see now as wondrous.