Poems from the past, That haunt me in the present. Words we should have said; Feelings left unspoken. Falling in and out of love. Being oblivious to the signs. I should have known all along how you felt. It would have saved a lot of pain, Had I just read in between the lines. You favored me even back then. As I favored you. We were in love, sweetheart. In love and didn't know it... It makes me hate myself a bit, Because even after all these years, I still don't read in between the damn lines. But I promise you, dear, I will start, And I'll never take you for granted again... SF