Fondness

My feelings were the footprints, On the lonely shore of your life, Roaring waves erased my imprints. In quest of them, I was left to strive. You seemed to be a lost rover, Among the scary woods, too dark, I ran to save you and take over, Bumped into rock, I got a painful mark. In zeal of my flourishing emotions, I hastily forgot to speculate and think, Dedications didn't match your notions, And I rushed towards you in a blink. With you, I thought I had eons to go, When about to believe, fate said no.