This was the tree <br />we climbed up together in <br />I spent my summers here, <br />you by my side <br />Sometimes I come back <br />to look at the letters <br />inside a heart that we carved <br />Everything's changed since then <br />except for me, <br />and this tree, <br />and these feelings... <br />Okay <br />Only you've changed<br /><br />Nick Jankowski<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-boy-with-a-pocketknife-and-a-memory-of-love-th/
