A dream of you,
Makes me complete;
Yet I think of you,
As pure deceit.
A foolish love,
You cannot see;
The one for you,
Was not me.
How could I taunt,
These feelings for you;
Unintended fall,
Yet love so true.
Too far from me,
Yet very near;
I see your face,
But not so clear.
Your scent fills the air,
It lingers in my nose;
Though from afar,
You appear so close.
And surreptitiously,
I cry in pain;
For my love of you,
Is driving me insane.
To show you that,
I do not dare;
You had another,
I tried not to care.
Alone, at end,
And not tell one;
Of the fate that I have,
For what I have done.