Days Gone By

Every time he looked at her
Every time he spoke to her
he saw a sweet, fragile child
with a lover's crush, yearning
but too young to know
what love was. He sensed the
gentle pounding in her heart,
the passion; so brand new.
She captured his gaze
and entranced with her eyes
but he was older and
only smiled with kind love,
not with the desire
she wanted to be ready for.
Her ache was his silence.
She tried to grow, to change
to become the woman
transformed from the
longing little girl
of days gone by.
But as she looked in
his eyes now, there was
a dullness, an emptiness
and not the radiant
gold flecks that once
melted her heart.
Had she waited too long
to come back,
or was she seeing
for the first time
what was always there?