She with a pure heart,
A pure soul.

He with dreams
Dreams that flew,

They did not involve her!

She asked for his heart,
Nothing more, nothing less.

Yet she asked too much...

For she loved him,
Loved him with all her being,
She longed to see him smile,
To hear him say...

"I Love You"

Yet he dreamed of finding riches,
He saw fairy tales,
Pirates with their loot,
Wicked goblins and stolen jewels.

Yet he did not see the treasure,
The treasure before his eyess.

She sung songs of hope,
Her turned his ears.

She wept tears of sadness,
He walked away.

Never realising what he had,
Never once looking...

At the gem he had uncovered.

He chased false promises,
And came back weakened,
Into arms awaiting,
Awaiting to offer comfort.

She gave him everything,
Was it too much to ask for his heart?

Did he not see her pain?
Her agony as he pushed her away?

The silent tears that fell,
Fell from her broken eyes were there,
Open to no one but him.

But he does not see.

Again she longs for him,
Again she follows his every word,
Willingly entranced.

And again he does not see her.

For she Loves Him,
He Loves Her Not.