Love to be longed for,

thinking it existed no more. 

He builds up my hopes,

then tears down my dreams.

Never knowing how much,

to me, he really means.

Displaying a supercilious smile,

he earns my trust, just for a while.

Unlike the gaffling kind,

he strengthens the question on my mind.

If destiny manifest true love for sure,

this heart of mine, has yet to cure.

Circa 1988