Like a chrysanthemum, delicate and free She flows in the wind and comes back to me, I keep telling myself I couldn't get lost in her eyes, When in my mind I know it's a lie. As I awake and embrace the day, I slowly attempt to push her away, When I know it's time for my love from within, To come gushing out and truly begin, To take her heart and make it warm, And guide us away from this thunderstorm, That has captured our love and made it sour, Oh If I only had the power, To make my mistakes disappear, And keep me from living in constant fear, That our relationship would soon be through, Would've done things differently if I knew, How much it hurt her and made her sad, When I forgot the little things and got so mad, Over nothing her mind could comprehend, Sometimes I wonder "could this be the end?", Of this relationship we've tried to work out, As my mind wanders it fills up with doubt, I really miss her soft crystal eyes, Why couldn't I have compromised, It was not her fault the guys loved to stare, Oh how I miss her light brown hair, And the smell of her sweet perfume, I swear she had beauty coming out from the womb, The day I first saw her I thought "what an angel", But as I got to know her I learned once again, That beauty can truly come from within, I miss all the special times we shared, According to most we were the perfect pair, It was once just a dream of mine for her, To come right along and rule my world, But then my dream came true, And I kept wondering what I should do, Because I loved her right from the start, And finally she was the queen of my heart, But being so dumb I threw it away, Spent too much time with the friends I made, Forgot about her and what we had, Looking back it makes me sad, Why couldn't I have just been smart, And remained the guy I was from the start, Instead of becoming someone new, Someone not familiar to you, Someone she truly couldn't stand, Whatever happened to that man, The one she loved, The one she adored, Not the one of today whom she is showing the door, Then as I stared into her eyes, She glared back more beautifully than the sunrise, And as I began to apologize, For being a cruel and selfish man, She interrupted me as I began, "Sometimes I wonder what to do, You say you're wrong and that may be true, But I'm willing to forgive because I love you", It made me realize after all this time, That what I had is still mine all mine. -Paul