This is a poem that Rory wrote to jess without the intention to send. For
future info the poem gets sent.
Jess, This poem is for you but it will never meet your eyes. It was just an impulse to write. After I wrote it I knew that you needed to know. Though you never will
Rory
You never knew I loved you.
Though I knew you loved me.
You never knew I followed you.
Though I knew you were always behind me.
You never knew that from across the dinner I watched your face.
Though I knew you watched mine.
You never knew how much you took my breath away.
Though I knew I took away yours.
And now you know all these things that you never knew.
And that now I wish there was something I could do, To turn back the clock to that day, So I could tell you this and we
never would have been through all the pain.
Jess, This poem is for you but it will never meet your eyes. It was just an impulse to write. After I wrote it I knew that you needed to know. Though you never will
Rory
You never knew I loved you.
Though I knew you loved me.
You never knew I followed you.
Though I knew you were always behind me.
You never knew that from across the dinner I watched your face.
Though I knew you watched mine.
You never knew how much you took my breath away.
Though I knew I took away yours.
And now you know all these things that you never knew.
And that now I wish there was something I could do, To turn back the clock to that day, So I could tell you this and we
never would have been through all the pain.
