I sit here thinking of what to write, to convey my feelings to you.
You know how I feel, and I know how you feel, but there's not much I can
do.
You said you didn't want a relationship, and that your feelings were so.
I believed you then, but you met another, and that was the lowest you
could go.
A stake you drove into my heart, shattering it once again.
My heart I had inside of me now, shattered into a thousand and ten.
Then I heard you hated him, this bringing warmth to my heart.
Then I thought, maybe once more, we didn't have to part.
So I tried again to get you back, not knowing you wished to be friends.
You came over, we ate lunch, my heart was starting to mend.
Your arms I felt around me once more, they felt so warm and right.
Your lips I felt against mine once more, which will make me cry through
the night.
When I saw your tears that dieing day, I didn't know what it meant for
me.
It's all over, or so it seems, we aren't meant to be.
I don't know what you were thinking that day, when my shattered heart
shattered once more.
But here I sit, thinking of you, wondering what those tears were for.
I don't know what to make of this day, when my heart has withered and
died.
I just sit here and write this poem, wallowing in the tears I have
cried.
Sure we'll be friends for a while still, and this I truly know.
But my feelings cannot be kept inside, there are some I just have to
show.
You asked me if we could just be friends and it's to hard for me to do,
For deep in my heart I know, I couldn't, because I love you.
You told me then to prove it, by having us just be friends.
Just to make you happy, I'll prove it, but this task will be hard to
tend.
All I want is for you to be happy, and if this is the way you want it
done.
I'll be sitting here waiting, forever and ever, waiting for you to come.
To come back to me with your loving arms, to hold me close to you.
To come back to me with your tender lips, to replace this feeling of
blue.
All I want is for you to be happy, and I'd do anything for this.
But in your heart, I hope you know, that you, I'll truly miss.
So as I sit and end this poem, of our love once true.
I shed a tear, and end it now, with heart filled words of, "I love you."

Penned by my hand on the 12th of Lupar, in the year 329 AF.