Just Because

Just because I do not write the way I did back then

doesn't mean I did not love you the way I did back when.

And though I write you now, it's nothing new inside I feel,

I've always loved you in such a way that words could not reveal.

And back when lives were different, my time was spent as so,

the time we spent apart is when I'd try to let you know.

Your absence while in classes, or while working, or with friends, 

I'd find myself alone and yearning for you then.

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And in that time I'd write you, to want you close to me; 

in the boredom of the lecture or at home when I would be,

and you were where you were, without me near to hold, 

and so in those moments wrote these words I wish to you I'd told.

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But such is life that things do change, and free time seemed no more, 

to fill the pages with my love the way I did before.

For now the days spent working, no breaks to pen a psalm,

only momentary lulls from chaos rarely calm. 

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But just because the time to write you, I seemed to find no more, 

my love for you grew stronger than it ever had before. 

And I knew I'd see you shortly, to have so close to hold, 

so words were never written knowing these words to you be told. 

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And just because I didn't write, was not for lack of care,

nor was it for a lack of feeling that thoughts I didn't share

but sadly so it seemed, and so you slipped away, 

and so I write these words to you in hopes somehow to say:

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That just because I did not write you, did not mean my love departed, 

and though you've gone I still love you and wait here broken-hearted.

And if words alone could bring you back, I'd write from now til rapture

In hopes of one more day with you, your love again to capture. 

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