It's not a love story

It’s a story of a boy and a girl
Though I’m afraid it’s not a story of love
The boy fell in love
Got to his knees
And said “I love you”
She said he was the one
He dreamt of their happy days
And they flew high
Like birds in the northern sky
Over the fields and willow


She took his heart
Left it all alone in a midnight quarrel
Threw him out of her life
Though it was never easy on her
He tried to sip down, her memory
But it was never enough
To make him forget
So he packed his bag
And left for the unknown


No one heard from him again
No one knows where he left
No call or letters
Got lost like an old dream
In the garden of time
He now just lives on
In memories
Of his family and friends


Now she finds love
In someone else’s arms
And she says “I’m happy”
But at nights she hears
His voice calling her name
From far away
Sees him run his fingers
Through her hair
And kiss her cheeks many times
His love lives on
In her dreams, Unknowing
She carried it with her
Till her last day
It was a story of a boy and a girl
Though I’m afraid it was not a story of love