I gave you a poem I can never get back,
I gave you a piece of my heart that I now lack,
If I could turn back the sands of time would I?
Or would I leave it alone for tears to cry?
Can I admit wrong and still wish it so?
If I believe it wrong why does my longing grow?
I am lost in my thoughts simply a mess.
I love you, I hate you, I must confess.
<SI> Scott Izu, PhD
© May 2015