Merche,
I am thinking now
Of how we parted,
On sour terms before you
Returned to Spain.
I wish there was some way
To justify how I treated you,
As if you meant nothing to me.

Understand, I was scared
Of our different futures.
You were going home
And I was headed to college.
I knew that we would not see each other
For at least two years, maybe longer.

That scared me away.

How could I not fear such an
Uncertain path ahead of us?
What was I supposed to do
Knowing I was falling
In a love with you that
Would end all to soon?

I know now, I was a fool
To let go so easily. No
To such a wonderful woman away.
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