He feels the warmth in her touch
but does not acknowledge it
He hears the yearning in her voice
but denies her
He sees the love in her eyes
but hates the thought of it..
He can't tell her
cause he knows the warmth will go
He can't say that it hurts for him
to see her that way.
She just doesnt know. It's too late for them,
It's just too late.
He can't tell her .
he's about to die
It would break her heart,
It would make her cry.
It would make him cry.
He's not ready for the tears
He doesn't want those 'looks'
those pitying eyes.
He doesnt want to be scared.
But he is.
She doesn't even know.
It hurts most, cause she loves him so much
He hates it.
But he can't tell her.
He doesn't want her love.
But he does.
More than anything.

Written & (c) by Roselie Luafutu 2008