My Love

In the years gone by

I’ve been surprised to find

My “I love you” must have been a lie

I meant what I said, of course

Of course

But now that we’ve grown

up and more

When I think back to the day my lips bore

that first simple promise to love and adore,

it can’t have been anything but a strong fondness for

you that I felt. For if it was love

what do I call this?

The feeling inside that’s grown in my chest

over days gone too fast. Over years gone faster.

Those promises have been put to the test.

Through trial, triumph, sorrow, and disaster.

This, I’ve no doubt is Love pure and true.

And makes me realize how I must have tricked you.

It was not on purpose, all those years ago.

When I said that I loved you, it could not have been so.

I see clearly now what I thought was an ocean

was only a puddle of loving emotion.

But I thank God that it was enough.

For me to promise you myself and my love.

Even though I see now it was nothing but dust

compared with the mountain I now call my love.