It's a pleasure, nonetheless,
Seeing you breathe,
But painful
Cause I'll never again
Feel it on my cheek.
It's a pleasure, even more,
To see you walk.
But its all pain,
When I realize
It won't be by my side.
You sit from me, at an arm's length;
It's a pleasure yet again.
But to know that it won't
Reduce to inches, makes it
Painful all the more.
It's a pleasure, the most,
To see those tender lips
Move while you talk;
Painful yet again,
To miss their brush against mine.
To see those mesmerizing eyes
In them I used to swim all the time,
But now its pain
And I've to be careful
When I dive into them again.
Trust me, when I say,
Unrequited love is not painful that way;
Here, I get the pleasure
But, by causing myself
More the pain.