Francis

Francis, I love you so, As I am writing this with sorrow, I wish I can still fix the wounds I caused you. My feelings right now, I have no clue. You were my first and true love, You made me feel as free as a flying dove. I am aware of the promises I've made. The longer I live, the life in me starts to fade. Forever young, they would say. How do I tell them I will die someday? Another heart, I refuse to break— Though, If I don't—It would be a huge mistake. Francis, I miss you so, It's been 9 years, I can't seem to let go. Though in 9 years, I'll just be a soul. My whole life, I'm just a clown at a circus show.