This fury is mine
And I cannot forget it
You are still divine
And he is a fool.

I believe in you
And I know you'll go far
And I look at you two
And I see he is not worthy.

I still see your face
In the dead of the night
Posessed of such grace
You make me shake.

I just want to hold
You, as always I have
And I am not bold,
But you must know how I feel.

I am getting better
At not crying
When I think of you
Because I have understood
That you love a man
Who never could
But why should I
Shatter the dream
It seems
And, despite this pain when you leave,
Whatever makes you happy
Is what I want,
Even as my tears of sympathy
Are replaced by tears of jealousy.