I saw those eyes look back.
And turned and walked away.
And instantly in my mind, I knew.
I once knew love.

It was before me walking away.
And I have only myself to blame.

I guess too much of a good thing.
Gets abuse in some way.
Or taken for granted as folks say.

Cause I once knew love.
Which was in the my true love.
Who I saw walking away?

And here I stand in personal pain.