Boy To Man

I remember you, when I was a boy, And you were a girl different from me. Although you were as cute as cute could be, I was more concerned with playing with toys. When I saw you again, it brought me joy, Because I had found a new way to see. What I saw almost brought me to my knees! Therefore, pursuing you became my ploy. I learned how to touch you, hold you, kiss you, And how to listen without asking why. I learned how to do what i had to do. And, what I could not do, I would still try. I did whatever I could to stay true, And now that I miss you, I, too, must cry!