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.