You once whispered words of love,
The words you once, were proud of.
The words of a loving frontier
Were you words you once serenaded my ear.

Now I wonder what you thought
Was I taken a fool?
Did I buy into a long shot?

While our times I cherish,
Were times of covert…
They are the times I shall
Always revert.

Am I meaningless in the spectrum of things,
Am I a pleasant treasure never to be seen?
You say I am of the most divine

Shall I give up, finally resign
Because the pain of not knowing is the most painful of all
And I can’t live my life at your beckon call.