I was willing once
to cast away distrust
for nothing in return
but a heart about to bust

I was willing once
to forgo disgust
but I have sat here far too long
only collecting dust

I was willing once
to long for your touch
but Ive been left so far behind
there is no point in such.

I was willing once
to call it only lust
but I've already said too much
about the love you left to rust