...

You seemed to think that my youth governs my understanding - of life
and love. Today I walked with the sands slipping between my toes, and
remembered to not let your lack of faith in me, your lack of trust in
you, govern who I become, how I am coloured beyond this crossroads.
You think me naive and full of fantasy in how I view Love. I
considered this - your viewpoint ... I am to old in soul, to rich in
experience to NOT have faced Love's true guise. You kept me far away,
focusing on me, to hide from you...