For T.B.
I climbed over hills,
Rolling green with spots of brown.
The sun looks down through leaves of green,
Like your eyes when I look at you.
I didn't turn around,
Because you're the one person I look forward to.
Just like the dry earth
Waits for the rain to fall.
I didn't turn around,
Because I am not going to look in the past.
That is where time is wasted,
and I want that time to be with you.
I climbed over hills,
And I didn't turn around.
I see the stars,
But they shine duller than you.
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