Three years have come to pass
So much has changed in 1095 days
I've fallen in love with a new young lass
And now I have a job that pays
But the life I've grown to love back then
That's all gone and changed quite a bit
However I still create words with this pen
And poetry is part of my puzzle that's a perfect fit
I travel back in time to see who I was
I don't like what I see, the old me that I see
Me who wrote about love just because
Not understanding that love is only about me
I'd like to apologize to a little elf I used to know
I've said rude things and pushed you away
I don't seem to have changed, still in the old selfish flow
And the guilt inside me is the price I deserve to pay
Three years have come to pass me by
So little has changed in these 1095 days
Been so long since I found out I can fly
And so now I begin the new phase
Hopefully from this lowness I can raise