Friday, August 19, 2011

Via Con Dios

No one knew I loved you;
No one knew at all.
Winters slipped to Springtime;
Summers slipped to Fall.

Seasons slipped away to years
While my love stayed true;
When you broke my heart at last,
No one ever knew.

I need never tell a soul
That you did not care.
I need never say your name...
Only in a prayer...

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