I sit alone in still of night,
Pondering upon my plight,
I ask myself does love exist,
Is there a life that I have missed?
Is true love but a fairy tale,
A story that the bards regale?
That all must seek and never find,
A figment of our mortal mind?
We come together, join as one,
In front of all, new lives begun,
But deep within the walls remain,
What stays behind once passions wane?
I wish I knew the answer true,
I thought I knew til I met you,
For now I know there's something more,
That in my heart a love may soar.
But you are there and I am here,
I'll never kiss or hold you dear,
For I am destined in my plight,
To sit alone in still of night.