Michael

Last November 25th reminded me of someone

Someone I loved but never had.

It's been five years since I had first met him

And two since I have seen him last.

His skin so pale and his eyes so blue

That smile he had, gorgeous.

I remember how hard it was to hug him, he was too tall for me to reach

And oh yes, he did joke about it.

No, I didn't mind.

Why? Because I loved him

Even though he never loved me back.

Oh Michael, will I ever forget?

Forget that you were the very first to truly steal my heart

But why do I still remember you anyway?

When you keep on forgetting me with every day that ends.

Twice I told you how I felt

Twice you said you didn't feel the same

For months I have waited, endured and cried

Still loving you with the worn out pieces of my sick, rotten heart.

But then you met her, you found her on your way

She, the one who stole you away from me

From my weak and useless grasp.

She then had your eyes

She took your heart, she bought your soul

And you were gone, forever.