You promised to meet me,
You promised and then.
I was where you said,
Where you had not been.
I looked around to see if you wrote.
You left no word, not even a note.
Your friends would not tell me,they were away.
Should I wait awhile, or should I stay?
No messenger told me, but then I knew
The last time I saw you was our adieu.
So when you take for granted your loved one's sweet smile,
Remember, you may not see him for awhile.
So tell him sweet nothings,
And tell him you care.
And then when you need him
He will be there.
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