Burden

I remember the first time I met you.
It was an ordinary summer day.
Your sweet scent of lavender,
your beautiful, low voice,
your soft skin.
You were different,
as if from another planet.
A wonderful, strange creature,
that acted compassionately.

Months have passed
and you are not person I first saw.
Too crazy, too childish.
I don't understand.
Why did you have to change?
But I can't hurt your feelings any longer
and I am stuck with this burden
on my shoulders.
I can't let you go.
It is simply too hard......