How I felt it then as I never felt
Anything since, and anything hence:
That tingling from head to toe.
I loved once, but Love lost,
Though it fought in many wars.
And I needed then what I still need most:
But need cannot create.
First comes love, then comes rejection
Then comes torment and endless dejection.
This is life, after the fact
But if I'd known it then I still wouldn't go back.