As I get older,
As I make this rhyme,
I think I still like her,
After all this time.

Kinda hard to believe,
Thinking hard about it,
This is a dream I'd like to re-live,
Ever since the day we did meet.

Someday, perhaps, I still cling to my hope,
But for now, I'll just have to cope,
Even after 4 years I still can't forget,
Her smile, her laugh, her every fret.

No one pity me, no one should try,
As the days go on by and by,
I sorta chose this way, a bad one at that,
But I guess I've just gotta live with that fact.

--Leon
23rd of April, 2003