I once desired for your love,
But your love was never mine.
It was her’s, so I watched you two fall in love from behind.

I now desire for your love,
But is your heart still in her hands?
Or is it tucked away just for me
Like treasure hidden under sand?

Will I still desire for your love
In the next year or so?
Because although I’ve waited far too long
I can’t imagine letting you go.

So if I’ve stopped wishing by January
Please know that I’m fine
because I finally gave up on wishing
And took your love as mine