She lays her head down at night

Sometimes dreaming of him

The cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth

His guitar over his knee

She remembers the good times they shared

And tries to forget the bad

She misses him on so many levels

He won't even be her friend

She always knew she loved him

She was supposed to give that up now

She said she did but secretly knew

That there would always be room for him

In her heart she felt

That there was a place

Small and Minute as may be

It was there

She is very sad these days

The love she once shared with him

It has perished into less than a meek friendship

She wonders if he still cares

Someday she may confront him

About the fights and travesties

The fun and joys they shared

But not today...Not soon