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When I look in her eyes, I see what can never be.
Time seems to fly, like hours or days going by.
But what I wish, I cannot ever have.
What I want to share can never be shared.
I thought about telling her, making myself feel dared.
And I did, but I feel as though I failed.
For I cannot ever have what my heart desires.
The burning in my heart sometimes feels like hundreds of fires.
But the flame will have to wait for what the future holds.
It may wait only a few weeks or maybe till I’m really old.
But I can only hope that some day, she might change what she said.
Or some day, I’ll find comfort with someone else in my bed.
And if not, then I’ll just live life…. ‘Til I’m dead…

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Ok, so it doesn’t completely rhyme… But that’s irrelevant (or is that spelled e-n-t)… I just had to write something, cause I only write when inspired.