One sided love is itself a divine word.
Years of age, still it's rock hard.
You know she will never be yours,
Yet you love her.
Even though she loves someone else,
You still care for her.
You know she can never be yours,
Yet you are happy.
Even though it breaks your heart,
You never feel sorry.
You try to find happiness, in things that makes her smile.
Moving on, is never your style.
When they say it's been a long time, forget her and move on.
You reply, in my hear it's still on.
Deep down you know, it's a dead end.
But still, you hope to see a better picture.
Perhaps that's what true love means,
It's still complete when the starts don't meet in your near future.