To: The man I knew

I’ll be waiting for the man I knew
the one I met last May
a story of what once was two
reveals what is today

summer was shared with hope and youth
blooming into what we could not control
passion grounded so strongly by the root
once again, my life felt whole

at summer’s end, came autumn’s leave
falling from the tree we grew
a storm paved way for mourn and grief  
with the season’s change, came the change in you

the man I knew last May was gone
in search of time, of self, of loss
with desires of strength and character that may dawn
I'll be here to see what he stumbles across

now in winter, my hands are bare
they are missing what they used to know
with knowledge of the risks I dare
I am willing to walk through the snow

As the seasons pass, i’ve grown anew
But still, my heart remains the same today
I’ll be waiting for the man I knew
the one I met last May