I don’t mean to sound so needy. . .
Maybe I could pretend I didn’t love you. . .
. . .Try to act as cold as ice to you. . .
But it’s not in me. . . to lie so long, cruelly betraying my heart’s feelings for you. . .
Maybe you could pretend that you liked me. . .
. . .And then we’d act out an elaborate scene. . .
. . .Where we cry together because we can’t be together. . .
. . .I don’t know — we’ll make something up – maybe your parents said we couldn’t be together or there’s a law saying we can’t be in love, an ancient tradition, a mortal sin between our religions. . .
. . .And you’d pretend to be sad and cry with me. . . Just to be nice, because you wanted my heart to think you loved me, but that our love is forbidden. . . A sweet farewell from Maria. . .
I can’t turn away from you. . . no matter how I try
. . .I think I should stop listening to your songs just to hear your voice. . .
. . .But I’m still secretly throwing a penny in every well I come across. . . Wishing we could be together. . .
. . .I’m still staring up at the night’s sky every night looking for a falling star. . . Hoping it will grant my wish that we’d be united
I love you, Maria. . .