There was a time when we both cared
about the love we tenderly shared.
The time when just your sweet hello
would fill my heart with a tender glow.
The time I had your love and kisses.
The time I hoped to be your misses.
But as the summer turned to fall,
just friends...that’s all.
You still say hi and smile,
if only for a while.
But your smile seems strange and out of place,
for instead of in your heart, its on your face.
As I stand and silently listen,
a tear drop on my face does glisten.
For this is love that cannot be,
for I love you...but you don’t love me
