She was so lovely with her warm smile,
And you, just as beautiful, were drawn to her,
She had a gentle laugh and kind eyes,
And everything about her reminded me of the spring,
I would have a heart of stone to
Muster any hatred or jealousy against so graceful a creature
Even when I know that you, my love, pine for her,
You gaze at her longingly,
The way I wish you looked at me,
I want you so badly but what I want more is for you to be happy
So when you are wounded by her icy indifference and she disregards you the way you've always disregarded me,
I'm here to soothe you when you cry,
No one understands your pain better than I
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