Kindred Spirit

I still think of you when I'm alone.
You were my first love,
I wish you had felt the same,
Were we just experimenting with the unknown?
Manipulating each others emotions and analysing the results for future
reference.
It sounds strange now,
But you were the only girl who did not treat me like an object of
laughter.
To finally feel wanted,
Contentment, when you smiled and I looked into those eyes.

There were times when we just walked,
No words, but thoughts still shared.
We had been two lonely souls searching,
In desperate need for companionship.
Our bond grew like vines slowly entwining through every part of our
body,
And it seemed as if we were two life forces combined.
You knew how much pain I felt when you dated other boys,
I often wonder why you toyed with the love I had for you?

I gave you a golden heart locket in a musical box that played the theme
tune of "Love Story" when you left school,
I ordered it from Kays catalogue, and it would take me a further year
to pay for it.
I thought you had gone out of my life,
I heard you had got engaged.
And then a phone call,
You needed a friend.
No longer engaged,
We rekindled our past.

When you told me that you had always loved me, I felt joy and
anger,
But I was older now, and that carrot was no longer dangling in an
appetizing manner.
Why? Apparently guided by your mother's negative views on racial
intergration,
So, you never followed your heart.
And I knew then, that the girl I fell inlove with,
Would never be the woman for me.
There will always be a part of you in me,
One day we might just meet again.