The pain

I see couples drifting by

In the misty, treacherous river of love

I can't say I don't envy them

I feel the jealousy burn inside

I see young couples

Swirling in the pink mist

of new love

And I think

You fools

Do you even know what it feels like

To go to hell and back together

And come out all the stronger?

I see married couples

With their growing families

And I think

How I wish I had

The life you're so comfortable in

I see old couples

And I think

Why are you so bitter

towards each other?

What I'd give to have

someone to call my own

And then I think about the love I had

And the person I would call my own

It's hard to see others

With what I know could have been mine

It stings

All the time