Ravishing, is the word,
I see in thine eyes,
hiding the passion,
which I can't realize.
There is a joy,
I now, clearly see,
of your love for another.
I know it's not me.
I am undeserving
of any love, today,
for my love, forsaken,
has now gone away.
Do you remember the moment,
the first time we met.
I am trying hard to,
but I seemed to now forget.