It was never an act of love,
At least not a first.
Your face held an expression of lust,
And your touch had the ability to quench my thirst.

It was never an act of love,
At least not at the start.
However you seemed alone and lost,
So I began to worry and never let us be apart.

It was never an act of love,
At least not in the beginning.
But I found myself thinking of you,
Your words and laughter always kept me grinning.

It was never an act of love,
And I intended to keep it that way.
But your goodbyes tie my heart in a knot,
So I think I’m going to ask you to stay.