by Noelle Fauvelle

The roses you sent were beautiful
The gifts, as usual devine,
The lonely nights spent waiting
Dreaming of the day you'd be mine.

The times you said you loved me
But more time was needed to plan
How long do I have to wait
Before you become my man?

We're living on borrowed time
Already I've waited too long
It's sad this has to end
But I know now it's all wrong.

You belong to her, never to be mine
Let's face it
It's all been wasted time.

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