The guy on the other side
brown eyes as bright as a star
gazing deeply within my heart
reading me like a book
was his way of getting a closer look
he opens his heart to fill me with love
waiting ever so patienly to feel my touch
i try to fight the feelings i have
by shielding myself with another man
his heart breaks as i try to find love
while my heart crys out for his touch
as regret starts to consume me
i look back on what we could be
sadly it 's become a faint memory
but never will i forget how much you meant to me
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