I've got that deep burning desire,
that has yet to be lit,
but I know it sparked when I met him, again.
When I looked into his eyes,
I felt it deep inside.
He intoxicated me with his smile.
His kind words were like a dagger to my heart.
I wasn�t what he was looking for,
I wasn�t what he needed,
nor what he desired.
We'd been childhood friends,
we'd had fun when we ran around on the playground.
It's so hard not to dwell on the past,
'cause the future did not seem to contain an us,
but never the less its coming,
and I have things to do,
and hopefully someday soon�
he will have that burning desire for me too.