I stole a glance across the room,
And prayed you wouldn't see. . .
I hoped you'd think of everything
'Cept what we used to be.

It was a blessing, and a curse,
But neither saw it then.
Only now can I look back,
And see you weren't my friend.

They say love blinds a person,
But, our "friendship" left me torn.
You'd use me up, and dry me out. . .
Then leave me useless and worn.