A Matured Innocence

I speak of a love So childlike and pure Of sweet nothings and care And love songs galore. A romance so juvenile So brittle so new Was something we thought We needed to live through. Then came the end To a love that had paled. A comforting goodbye With endless hours of pain. Each night soaked with tears I’d dream about the day Where sweet love you'd come And take me away. Three years since den We’ve grown and matured Found love found pain With strangers and more. Bruised and scarred We return once again To speak of that love That seemed lost And never to be found again. But now I see Why that childlike love had to end Because now my dear We can love once again. A love more pure But filled with strength A love everlasting A love that would never end. You have saved my soul That drifted away. Brought love and trust In its strongest way. And now I dream Not sorrow and pain But a life with you. Forever till we perish and meet again. BY Amanda.M.Miller