Time has not touched

these tears in my heart.

The product of our love undone.

 

Where did it go? With your

loving touch and your

gazes, so tender and warm

 

The evenings we spent

in each others arms,

sitting, talking, and playing

 

On the bed, or on the couch,

enchanted by your charms.

while talking the night away.

 

and now here I am alone

and untouched, while you

proclaim, “what a friend am I?”.

 

Which leaves me feeling

the depths of despair and

my heart all alone to cry.