You were like
a shooting star caught in the glimpse of the unsuspecting
a flower picked and not put in water
innocence of youth
in other words
gone sooner than I would have liked
you are lovely
a paradox worth contemplating
the kisser of my dreams
and the most enjoyable waste of time I have ever endured
more credit worthy than the bank of your heart implies
but as it goes your opinion of yourself will always outweigh mine
bless you
for humouring my ways, sharing your time, broadening my perspectives
and thank you
for making this bitter end so sweet