but now....,

Love can hide,

in many diffrent forms,

not everyone can tell,

if it is really love.

Most only mistake it

and let it pass them by.

I see the love,

the way he cares for me in his eyes.

He held me once,

but let go.

When he saw me cry,

he thought,

it was because of him,

that he was the reason,

that tears fell from my eyes.

But now,

as i write this,

he looks at me,

and smiles.

Relizing now,

that my tears,

are not because of him,

but for him.

Now he knoes,

that our love is love,

that it is still freindship,

but just even more.

He says the words,

as this poem comes to an end,

but I will need another one,

because i know,

that our life,

will be forever,

instead,

of just a few weeks.

So goodbye for now, 

but our love will come again.