I Haven't

I haven’t read the notes you wrote me
since you wrote them so long ago
I don’t know why I still have them
I guess I can’t let go of the past

I loved you
mi amour
and I won’t believe
that you never loved me back
(but did either of us know what true love even was?)

I haven’t taken out the roses you gave me
that time so long ago
I don’t know why I keep them
it seems I can’t let go of what used to be

I love[d] you
pretty lady Morgan
and I cannot (and will not)
believe
that you never loved me back
(but maybe it was true)

I haven’t give you the necklace
That was a long time ago
I wanted to give you my heart
my dreams say I still do

I love[d] you
my beautiful girlie
but I don’t know
that you ever loved me back
(but I want to believe that you did)

I don’t wear the rope you gave me
before…in a time so long ago…
I don’t know why I keep it
I guess to remind me of you

I love you
you were my Protector, my guardian
but we both let that go
when we chose to walk away
(that day that hurt like Hell)

I loved you
(all)
I lost you
(all)
and
though I’ll never have you back
I have a piece of each of you
sitting in a drawer
Whether it be a letter,
a drawing,
a wooden rose,
or a make-believe leash,
it’s something
and I don’t know why I keep them
I guess I need that link to the past
but I’ll never let go-
not fully
but, eventually,
I’ll set each of you free
and maybe
just maybe
one of you
will come back to me