He felt he loved her more than any other
man ever could when he was a budding man
in his teenage years.
She left him for another, broke his heart
in jaggard pieces that never repaired
until he met her forty years later,
her beauty diminished, his vision
unclouded, seeing clearly the woman
she always was,
he realized he never lost the love of his
life she never had been, except in his
unseasoned, wide-eyed teenage years.
Bob Boyd