Another You and Me

Another day, I thought I'd play, With what I say, why the fray. If you think, maybe you'd thank, Instead of break, perhaps to frank. But what's true in all I do, To believe in you and make it through. I take my time with each line, Lets unwine, can I make it fine. As soft as silk, love that never welts; Love you still, more than what's felt. Yet nothing gone in the evening, It's sinking deep within this feeling. Whole hearted, but you foregot; So you parted, and love me not. How it strains as I try to retain, From going insane and you're so vane. So another you, that I thought was true, Why's love so cruel to leave me blue. Another life that was, a memory that clings, The chance at love; another day it brings.