That special someone
He just doesn't know,
or, if he does, he doesn't let it show.
He'll always know I love him, I hope,
but, if he doesn't, I'll learn to cope.
We were always together.
In good and bad, it didn't matter.
We talked, we hugged, we kissed, and we played,
it seems like forever, but it was just one day.
Then came that day,
that day he went away.
I was telling him, please don't go,
but it wasn't up to me,
he had to leave.
Now he's gone and I'm all alone,
I hope he's happy in his new home.
He'll make new friends, both girls and guys.
I continue to say, why did you leave me, why.
I feel that I've torn it all apart.
At least I'll always know he'll have a place in my heart.
