I met you just the other day. I didn't know you. You were beautiful. I never got to hold your hand or whisper secrets in your ear; never got to share with you all the things in life that make you love. But I got to spend time with you and learn just who you are - the way you think, the way you are, your energy and sprite. I got to know you and your personality. You were beautiful. And so was your heart and everything you are. I got to know you and fell for you so hard, knowing you will never love me too and that I'll never get to see: how you live and love and play, how you kiss on warm summer day, how warm is your heart when I hold you in my arms. I loved you then, after I saw how wonderful you are. But not for me; not meant to be. We were never meant to be. And so I watch you as you live and love those whom you love; Watch as you walk into his arms and move blindly away from me. And you are beautiful.