"Je t'aime bien," I like you lots
Is what he said to me.
I smiled sadly, gave him a hug,
And then I set him free.
I'd given my heart, my all, my love,
And all he wants is "friends".
What can I do but let him go?
My heart breaks to no end.
I see him still, we smile and wave,
And pass each other by.
When I'm alone and think of him,
It takes strength not to cry.
But I will wait for "Mr. Right"
And wish upon the stars.
For fate is guiding him to me,
And soon love will be ours.