A thousand, and then a million times did try I,
To tell myself that you should never get to know,
And then I smiled and told myself I,
All this is infatuation, not true love.
But still I don’t understand why when I see you,
I keep falling for you more and more and,
Every single time, more than before am hurt I,
How much ever I pretend deep inside I do know,
That my entire life I have dedicated to you.
I know you don’t care, you really don’t,
But I’ll keep loving you, by my love I stand still,
Through storms and gales will travel my love and I,
And whether you care or whether you don’t,
I am sure some day you will know,
And then you will ask yourself why,
You didn’t understand me before but nowhere will be I,
My photo in a frame in your room will you keep,
And you will realize why for you I kept falling,
But then it will be late, too late for,
By then I will be dead for you.
(Now read only the last word of each sentence.)