He said so.
He would never lie
Masks torture with happiness.
All alone,
People are neglectful.
He loves her,
But she hates him.
His tender heart grows weak and frail,
Nothing mends his broken heart.
Why has the world grown to hate him so?
Her love is someone else's
He cries at home, alone.
He cannot take it any longer than he has to.
Sterling silver now stained in his crimson,
Tears fill the trench of his limbs.
I asked him if he cares what he is doing.
He says he does.
It was no lie,
His happiness a fake.
He cries on my shoulder,
Not caring who notices.
She looks over, stifles her laugh.
What man would cry in front of everyone?
I realize just how much he cared about her.
But she never returned his love.
That night he treasures deep in his soul,
But she played him for a fool.
His tears on my leg, followed by his blood.
What can I do to reach out to him,
To show him that someone cares?
I love him with all my heart,
But his love was crushed by a wench.
He tells me about her, about how he can be so foolish.
To think a girl like her can ever fall for a guy like him.
We pause for a moment, look into each others' eyes.
Closer, closer, inches away from one another.
I feel his lips barely touching mine.
Here it is, here is the moment I have been waiting for.
No, it's not.
He pulls away at the last second, not ready for this.
I understand, but the pain is unbearable.
Fighting tears, I walk away.
I am still his shoulder of comfort,
The one he turns to.
The one who loves him, but will never have a chance.
I understand.
I love him, but he is not ready.
I understand.