Fondness

My feelings were the footprints,

On the lonely shore of your life,

Roaring waves erased my imprints.

In quest of them, I was left to strive.

You seemed to be a lost rover,

Among the scary woods, too dark,

I ran to save you and take over,

Bumped into rock, I got a painful mark.

In zeal of my flourishing emotions,

I hastily forgot to speculate and think,

Dedications didn't match your notions,

And I rushed towards you in a blink.

With you, I thought I had eons to go,

When about to believe, fate said no.