And as I watched you kiss her, with such care, I cried.

The man I was in love with, didn't love me back.

And as I watched you wrap your arms around her waist, I cried.

He was so gentle and nice to me, that I fell in love.

And as I watched a blush splash across your face, as well as hers, I cried.

He reached out to me with the intent of friendship, nothing more.

And as I watched you pull her closer, I cried.

It wasn't his fault, it was mine, I had led myself on.

And as I watched you stop the kiss, only to gaze lovingly at her, I cried.

I cried, oh, how I cried.

I cried, not because it hurt, not because I was sad - but because I was overwhelmed with joy.

I cried, because these feelings I have for you, can now die, and I wouldn't have to suffer anymore.

I no longer had any reason to cry myself to sleep at night, when I caught you sneaking a loving peek at her.

I no longer had to feel ugly when I compared myself to her.

I no longer had to envy her beauty - both in character and in body.

I was free.

Free from the burdens that I put on myself.

So I cried.

I cried long and hard, because I was relieved, I was free, I was happy.

So please stay with her, because I want to be happy.

Let me be free from the burdens of love.