A Stolen Love

Love should be full of wonderful things,
Of two people who cherish and care for each other,
But I am constantly torn between two beings,
The heart of a friend and that of a lover.

What kind of monster must I be,
To even consider the taking of something so treasured,
In her eyes I see the trust in me,
To know I would betray that trust causes pain that cannot be measured

Selfishly I think of the love I might posses,
I yearn to have a love like theirs,
Don’t I deserve a relationships success,
He is one in a thousand who really listens and cares.

Sadly though I know that he would never leave her for me,
So I am forced to watch their loving happiness in pain and misery