All Things Being Considered, You're Pretty Great

Youre fresh in my mind, fresh off the page.
Bringing my words to life, screaming my name.
As I sit here, hands folded in my lap
I'm reminded of a time back when.
You were beautiful. Hair blowing in the wind.
My mind takes me back now and then.

You don't know what it is to suffer
Until you've wanted what was too far too reach.
You don't know what it's like to love
Until you've loved her.