I see her, sobbing, without sound,
Her tears, they sear my soul,
I wish I could console her, now,
But he would not condole.
Although he wants her, she alone,
He acts not so contentedly,
Her heart constantly torn and thrown,
As I just stand there, idly.
I tell myself, she is not mine,
I should not interfere,
For he will get her back, in time,
Hope fallen on deaf ears.
I'm tired of this pain I feel,
She tells me, softly unassured,
Enamered by a love so real,
And yet, I can't choke out a word.
I am, but now, a constant struggle,
Wondering what next to do,
I let her see, in looks so subtle,
How much for her I'd truely do.
I'd lay the lion with the lamb,
Our love would make the sun more dim,
With eyes that care and understand,
If she could love me, more than him...
by
eochaidposted on 10/24/2007