Those Three Words

I did not mean to fall in love,
she is not mine to keep.
Her big brown eyes will look away
while mine will surely weep.
She will one day some guy marry
and I will have to wait.
Yes, she deserves to be happy
while I, I... cannot believe my fate.
Those lips are for someone else,
to trust and taste everyday.
Her hands will hold another man's
and mine will wither away.
She knows I will always love her,
but she was never mine you see...
I wish I could tell her I love her
but, saying it was never easy for me.

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