The first weekend in October

I met you that day.

To know that Hello was all you had to say

Not just a meeting of any kind

But a meeting of two Great Minds,

And since that day it seemed

That the faith in my heart was redeemed

So if we could pass a test

Maybe our doubts could be laid to rest.

But things happened and we took a turn

I would come to realize what I hadn’t already learned

For I was not ready

Not ready to see what there was to know

Not ready to listen, or to think,

Not ready to grow.

I had you, or at least I thought I did.

But I was wrong again,

And I didn’t know how to make amends.

I lost you once,

Only to find you again

To once again discover,

That you are more than just a friend

To talk to you like I used to

To maybe even hold your hand

‘Cause every time I hear your voice,