Youthful Folly
If not for youthful folly, where might we be?
© Copyright 1998, K.T.L./Whimsical1
My heart still believes you would be sick of me
and my adoration.
The pain of that thought is burned into my deepest memory,
Despite the voice that tries to correct that part of me.
Such miscorrelation...
That my mind should state it was all just youthful folly.
Too light a phrase for something that caused desperate agony,
and utter devastation.
