I see you out once in awhile

But I remain in denial;

You love him, but don't I fit, too?

What is this poor guy to do?

Already promised is your hand,

But liking you is what I can't stand.

You are so sweet and kind

That I am nearly losing my mind.

This infatuation doesn't seem to end,

But my love and friendship I shall always send.

If only we had not met so late,

I would already be making plans for a date.

If only we were together,

I imagine I would cherish you forever.