I Knew It All Along

 I knew it all along, and I told myself it wasn't true. My feelings for you may be faint, but the faint of heart and the faint of head are to different things, and as I watch you both run off into your land of romance, all I can think about was if I had a chance. It was never meant to be, but until I can see that fate made us not, I have to write a poem of the times I wish were the past, a "Forgot."