I feel the wind in my long red hair,
As I look at you through the sun.
Can you see my bright glare,
As I start to stare?
I see a bright future ahead of you,
I hope you can see it too.
The wind is blowing harder now,
As you stand there in wow.
I thought you loved me.
Was it ever true?
Can't you see?
I have always loved you.
It is hard to explain.
From when we were children.
We would always play again.
Even when the wind was blowing as hard as it is today
I love you.
You love me.
We shall be happy.
Even when the times are hard
~ Erika Voak