When I was twenty three
And in love with someone
But she didn't love me

I said a prayer every night
That she'd wake up
And see the morning light

And I hoped that would
Make her fall in love
With me, for good

But she never did

When I was twenty nine
And in love with someone
Who told me she was mine

I said a prayer every night
That we'd wake up
And never ever fight

And I hoped that we'd
Stay forever in love
Together for good

But it ended

(poem on hiatus until the author falls in love again)