September 29, 2011 7.58am
Look me in the eye and see
What it is you made me be
My heart I wish you could see
Bled thin from love that didn’t be.
This heart fast becomes musty
Pining for love that since must have become dusty
Alas, what it cradled became a wasted feeling
Lost to the wind of norm and expected wooing.
We could have been the perfect match
If only you had decided to put on no sash
And I, took no heed of any public backlash
Oh! How it could have been heavenly bliss
If only we knew, how desperately we hid our desire for that first kiss.
Now, we both pine for that once-in-a-life-time opportunity missed.