Mrs. J, I Love You

19, I was
19th May the day was
I saw a shadow through my window
Mrs. J, new neighbor, the mid-aged widow
Fell in love with what I saw
I saw a fresh female form
The type artists draw inspiration from.

From the start, a urge in my heart
I was hurt by the ache in my heart
One day she came to my home
Just to have a chat with my mom
That’s when her eyes met mine
That was when I saw her soul inside
Always was on my mind, she was mine.

Days passed, time kept ticking
Mrs. J and I started talking
We became friends, best friends
Chatted about my girlfriends and fashion trends
We shared everything, she didn’t hide anything
She was 38, had seen enough anger and hate
Had lost trust in herself and her fate.

One evening, the sun was about to set
It had rained; red soil was still wet
Lightning striking, I was at her place
My teen hearts queens palace
My heart was beating with a fast pace
She looked at my face like a lover
She read my eyes, their praise for her.

I was lost in her; she was no more depressed
Eyes met, lips locked as she undressed
Impressed by her nakedness, her softness
Adored her shyness, her charms, her long legs and arms
Roundness of her breasts pressed against my chest
Caressing her skin, the happiest man within
We made pure love, pure as blood of a virgin.

Change is a part of life, why did I grow?
Time is a viscous villain, I had to leave her and go
To fulfill her dream, she wanted to see me as a doctor
Time went too slow, as if it had lost its rhythm and flow
Finally vacations came; I could go home and meet my love
With red roses in my hand, knocked on the door of her home
I still can’t believe she was gone, leaving me behind all alone.

She left a note, in her own handwriting she wrote
"I'll always love you and I know you love me too.
I am leaving for your own good,
I feel guilty of spoiling your childhood.
The age difference of 20 is plenty,
One thing is true; I’ll always love you and its hard leaving you,
You should be the best doctor and be the happiest man in your future.
- Your true love, Mrs. J (I still don’t why you never called me by my name)"

     Epilogue: I never saw her again, never heard from her again. She left me; she is still here in my heart. When I wake up everyday I can smell her. Mrs. J, I’ll always love you.

     Mrs. J if you are reading this I want to tell you,
“I’ll try my level best to be the best doctor. Without you I can never be the happiest man. I can’t even be happy. Please come back Mrs. J and make me the happiest man on this earth. I need you, I want you, I miss you, and I love you.”