eXoenix:

Oh to be eighteen again
I even now dream how tender your lips would be
The taste of pure bliss
Your embrace has yet to leave my mind
Eighteen, the chance of my youth
Lost because of fear
Another do I have
Mear sight of her sent my heart pounding
All this time, still she is on my mind
Brought back again by a chance encounter
What should I do?
My feelings have never been stronger
My blood races at her wispy smile
Her eyes sad yet full of life
Do I have what it takes to win her hand
Should I even bother with the crush of my youth
I feel I should, for her visage has never left me
Nothing to offer her do I have
Save a heart that desires to love her forever