to the one that got away, to the one that i never paid any attention to, the one that i paid attention to too late, to the one i should have, if i had been smarter, to the one that now realizing i wasted, to someone who was exactly what i look for know, who did what i only hope to do, to have, to cherish someday, i pine. never before have i pined for you, but saving the best for last, and the first shall be last, but even you, maybe i'll be the first, but i won't be so lucky, just another in a long memory before even that fades, that even pictures cannot return, but some do, and sometimes, it's better that way, i had been so blind, for so long, before realizing it, you even told me, i had read it, in words, and it was there, long before, in actions, so simple, so overlooked, i'm sorry, time machine invented, 8th grade wishes for growing up, but history, and now, it is you that i cherish, that i hold dear to my heart, it is your time, it is your time