The Setting Sun

I was drawn to you by some unkown force

I took the chance, the risk, to get involved with you

What is it that draws us to people?

Is it something we see or feel or sense?



Maybe it was your eyes, your smile, your wonderful sense of humor

Maybe it was your understanding of me

Perhaps I sensed something in you

Why did I think it could work, for you are so young

It doesn't matter now anyways



I'm not sure why you left

You lied to me

You betrayed my trust

How will I ever be able to trust you again?

You used me

But, I still feel for you

I'm still being drawn to you



I don't know if I'll ever see you again

I still see you in my dreams

Will that be the last time I see you?

I wish I knew

Our involvement has drawn to an end

Like a beautiful setting sun

Slowly, magnificantly

It was beautiful while it lasted.