Paper Boats

When my love was young
And drenched by rain,
I floated paper boats.
Into the waters,
Pencilling in my feelings to you.

You were young too.
Too young to notice
The words on the paper boat
You just used a stick
To shove my boat
Into the swirling drains.
How you laughed at my rage.

But when you grew up.
Grew up just a bit,
You too once wrote on paper
Carefully folding it into a boat
Floated it to me in the rain.

I was foolish, very foolish
I kept your boat.
Rains had washed away
The ink you used, dear,
But I can still feel
Your hand over the paper.