Annabelle Lee

For my first love Annabelle Lee,
This poem I write for you,
And though you won't remember me,
My long ago love remains true.

I see you yet with your blonde curls,
And the freckles upon your nose,
And though I said I hated girls,
I was just afraid, I suppose.

I'm sorry if I made you cry,
And would that I could dry your tears,
And now with so much time gone by,
I wistfully recall those early years.

Hurtful words I never meant to say,
Please forgive me Annabelle Lee,
And would there was another way,
But my love I couldn't let you see.