My Love wouldn't hear me yet my lips sing him poetry.
My love wouldn't hold me,
yet I warm myself to keep cold from coming his way.
My love would never walk up to me yet I stand here,
If ever, he loses his way.
My love refuses to walk me home yet I make sure,
His walk home, isn't alone.
My love might find a lover who isn't me yet I let him free for he should learn to love like me
My love never sees a tomorrow with me,
yet I am here
For my love shouldn't miss out on love today.
My love, wouldn't love me,
yet I love him,
my love should never feel the pain in being unloved.