chapter ten: past tense
backs against the familiar tree
smiling faces
soaking with sweat..
others disapprove
heck, as though we ever cared..
what mattered most was us..
you and me..

but things change..
precious joy becomes an ominous memory..
though we have set on different paths..
one where we would never meet..
we can alwaes look back..
smile glad..
of the childhood we shared..

our love was special..
never once did we squabble..
for none was inferior..
we stuck true..
together, forever

as i watch you go..
down the path i could not follow..
i managed a smiled and rejoiced...
for none in my memory..
was one tainted in sorrow..