I see you both, walking down the street we both know too well

You look like lovers, you most likely are

But then your eyes meet mine, and I swear they have something inside

A look that screams "I'm sorry darling, but my love is not for her, it is for you."

I look down at the ground, tears already threatening to spill

I couldn't help but think to myself, "if this love is for me, then my dear why are you still with her?"

An unrequited love but not everyone can have their happy ending.