I am her chauffeur,
I take her here and there,
We spend a lot of time together,
You could even say we’re friends.


My job is to take her places,
I know where she is and where she needs to be,
I never know why though,
I never see her outside of my car.


I have only seen her reflection,
She has only seen the back of my head,
I wonder if she even looks at me,
I wonder how tall she is.


She has a lover,
She talks about him all the time,
I know a lot about him,
Maybe even more than I do about her.


I like to hear her speak,
Sometimes I drive slower so she doesn’t stop,
I can only see her lips move,
I can only imagine how beautiful her eyes are.


She sits in the backseat,
I’d tell her to sit in the front,
but then she’d think I’m odd,
Why do I have to be so insecure.


She is the highlight of my day,
Her words never leave my mind,
All my thoughts are of her,
It is turning into an obsession,


She doesn’t know it,
But I love her,
More than that piece of meat she calls her lover,
More than anyone ever will.


She doesn’t know who I am,
She hasn’t even seen my face,
I only know her by her words,
Yet it feels like fate.


Through the rear view mirror I see,
A past that I had only dreamt of,
A future that will never be,
A secret and unfulfilling love.


I am her chauffeur,
And I am in love with her.


Pt. 2


She chooses the radio station we listen to,
I keep it on even when she's not in the car,
I learn all the lyrics to her favorite songs,
I'll sing them to her some day.


Today I took her to the park,
Tomorrow I'll do the same,
Only she'll ask me to come down with her,
And things will be different.


We'll have a picnic in the sun,
I'll set the blanket while she holds the basket,
She'll laugh at my jokes,
I'll watch her smile.


One day I'll tell her how I feel,
Her love for me will be just as real,
As mine for her has always been,
And things will be different.

I opened up to you more than anyone else before,
My trust in you so incredibly deep,
You told me that you would love me more than I would know,
More than I would ever love you back.

But now that it is inconvenient for you to see me,
And you have different people in your life,
It is like you don’t even remember the times we had,
And becoming close to you was a mistake.

I gave you everything I had,
More than I ever wanted to give,
But now it is like I was never part of you,
And now I am missing a part of me.

You asked for so much and I gave it to you regardless,
With no consent or thought of my own good,
I ****** my own soul for you,
I get no thanks in return.

I am a changed man for good,
The lessons I have learned immense,
But a rut is what I have stuck my head in,
My old self is never coming back.

No gratitude would be enough,
The scars will never be covered up,
What I gave will not be remembered,
What I gave will never return.

But I will remember you,
Through the scars in my tissue,
The hole within me,
The chain that will never set me free.

Let this be a warning for anyone who supposes,
That new doors will open when another closes,
And that their mistakes can be redeemed,
Happy endings only happen in dreams.

There is no turning back now,
I would change what I had done if I knew how,
But alas there is no return,
Forever, my soul shall burn.

I clung on to the thought of you coming back to me, but now in disappointment I find it only just a dream. I looked for a hand to hold but found nothing in return, I expected the same from you but instead I watched it all burn. I thought it would be different. Why am I always the deserted lover. I was always your's, but I guess you were never mine. I thought you felt the same as me and maybe even a little more, I tried to fall in love with you so hard to even up the score, but once I fell too deep you were already over it. I tried so hard to love you and find the words I'd want to say, but really you never felt anything strong enough to see the light of day. When I closed my eyes I saw you gleaming, and you closed your eyes pretending you couldn't see me.
Do my eyes deceive me or am I in another trap, it's been so long in these bars I don't know whether it's the present or the past. Thinking of life without you, it seems so very plain, but life with you has caused me too much pain. I once said that you were my life, but now there's no life left in me. All the pain wouldn't have been worth one kiss, but the scary thing is,
Despite all the pain, I'd do anything to relive it all again.