Your playful smile,
Your attractive hair,
Your tiny handwriting,
Your tall figure,
When can I witness it again?

Our happy times,
Wacky jokes,
Loud laughter,
Funny faces,
Oh how I miss those days.

But how will I experience it once more,
When you have her now?
Your smile isn't for me anymore.
Your jokes and stories aren't for me either.
And lastly, your heart doesn't belong to me anymore.

All I can do now,
Is accept the truth,
Show you a fake smile,
And tell you,


'I'm happy for you'.

My heart skipped a beat,
As we took a stroll beside the sea.
Hand in hand, smiling widely,
Just you and me.

We stopped, you faced me.
The soft blow of the wind,
The whisper of the sea,
And your sweet, gentle words,
Made my heart flutter.

I wished to enjoy it more.
But I know,
Soon, we have to part.

You pulled me closer,
My tears began to fall.
'The twilight arrived, faster than I thought.'
I said with a sad smile.

I closed my eyes.
Embracing the moment wondering,
'When will I see you again?'

As I opened them once more, you were gone.
I put on a bitter sweet smile.
'I'll be waiting. Until our next meeting, My Imaginary Prince'
I whispered to the wind.

I'm sorry for loving you, more than just a friend.
I'm sorry for being a burden to you.
I'm sorry for all of the lies I have said.
But believe me, it was all because I love you.

All the times we've spent together,
That seemed like time would never end.
I'd love to do it all again until forever ends.
Though, I think you've already forgotten all of those because now, you're with her.

Although it hurts I'm used to it, I'll endure all the pain.
The memories and butterflies, I'll burry all of those.
For the sake of you and the one you're kissing under the rain.
Don't worry about me just hold her close.

This is just another unrequited love,
I'm used to it so don't worry.
Just think about her, your one true love.
And if I have to say anything else,


I'm Sorry.

Oh poor child,
Left on a rainy day.
Wishing he wasn't,
But alone he laid.

Oh poor child,
There's nothing he could do,
But weep and weep,
As the storm start to brew.

Oh poor child,
Against his cheeks, he felt the cold air,
Alone without anyone,
Left empty in despair.