When I was 40...(poem)

I told him, I cared for him,
at 16,
and,
at 40.

I judged him, as a weak person,
at 16,
and
at 40.

I knew, I was attached to him,
at 16,
and
at 40.

I realized, I longed for him,
at 16,
and
at 40.

***
Aum Tat Sat