How did you mange to sneak your way into my heart?
My note books filled with your name,
but I know you'll never feel the same.
But I still wish, and dream and hope,
that you'll be mine soon enough, but I seem to be fending my way up a slippery slope.
But I'm fooling no one not even myself,
because I know we will never be saying "in sickness and in health"
I guess I'll never get to know if we were ment to be, because she came along and clouded your view,
and you will remain unaware because you never knew,
That the love I have was ment for you.