I don’t think I've ever seen something so bright,
His eyes twinkle even at night.

The eyes I fell in love with;
Yet I’ll never see them again.

So to the young girl who swore he was the one;
Watch out because your time is almost done.

Hug him a bit tighter, whisper more sweet nothings in his ear;
Before you know it he will disappear.

You’ll be alone and hurt, praying for it to stop,
Constantly begging for him back.

I wish I could say it gets easier or that we move on;
But that isn’t true.
We hurt, we yearn for his touch when times get bad.
But we will always be glad.

Glad that the worst hurt is over, even if the pain never ended.