The Siren

Never could imagine what it can bring. I stepped onto it and continue to sing. Longing for the warmth of your embrace. The sound of your voice that started to raise. Each time I was with you I felt joy, But now I feel cold, gloomed and annoyed. You're still the man I love till now, But you stay shackled with no vow. It hurts each time they see, See and pictures the wrong, wrong me. Only you and I know what's true. But the world is too cruel for us two. You're with her as I fight alone. But you uttered love where I hold on. I love your eyes from the night that I' with you. But it still hurts, hoping those are true.