I watched my love march off to war,
The image of him I did adore,
But the war in years took it's toll,
And took from my love his soul.
When love is lost and love is young
The loss is as a song unsung.
The notes in the heart will ever sound,
But never again in the world be found.
I loved my beloved from afar,
To me she was my only star.
But though I watched her she shunned me,
And now alone by myself I must be.
Slanted and slighted love brings pain,
Far more than the love unattain'.
For rejection and denial hurt not
As much as when love is left to rot.
I had thought that I was in love,
Until my love sold me like a glove.
Gave