Anonymous

The one for whom I hold most dear,

Is starting to disappear,

And fade away into the darkness;

The one I love is slipping away,

Loosening his grip everyday;

If only I had told him the truth,

He may not have thrown away his youth;

I lie in with this despair,

Wishing I was there,

Though there is not much to discuss,

Because to the one I love, I am anonymous.