He had promised to remain friends,
Never to fall for her charm,
He never understood the harm,
Or how a broken promise could create an end,
He declared his love for her,
Wanting to hold her tight,
He could no longer keep his secret,
His feelings seemed so right,
She would never allow him to see her,
Her secret kept hidden deep,
Her heart closed to protect,
While her tear ran down her cheeks,
She loved this boy greatly,
Yet she would never let him know,
She told him she must leave,
Smiling without displaying grieve,
He thought she did not care,
How he longed for them to pair,
His heart was smashed to pieces,
Confused and lost in despair,
He had become a dancer,
He had done all to please her,
He longed for her to trust him,
To confide her hearts desires,
Her darkened secret kept from her breath,
She had four months left to live,
Scared with the words of death,
She could not let him know,
Knowing it would hurt him,
Each moment would mean more,
She had written him a letter,
She watched him from above,
My heart is free and better,
I will carry on to love,
You gave me the best gift before I died,
A net to catch me when I fell,
You clouded my fear,
You embraced my cruelty,
Your touch of kindness my serenity,
I did not want your sympathy,
What I needed was your love.