Though the anger blazes through,

I could never dream of hurting you,

You my princess,

All gorgeous and fair,

I never shall forget,

The memories that flow back to me,

In warm summer air.

I cannot bare to see you hurt,

Though you walk right by me,

Not even a rustle in your skirt,

Not a nod as you pass me by,

No flicker of emotion in your eye.

I'll never know for sure,

Though I hope it to be true,

I hope you are mourning our lost friendship too.