Unrequited love for you

When I was young and free

I caught myself in a spree

An indulgence that will never set my soul free

Laying underneath a beautiful tree

My heart filled with glee

For I had found my king of whom I was to become a queen

Every day I would lie under that tree

Trying to count the leaves

But I failed miserably

I never felt any guilty

For the number of leaves

Denoted the number of years

That I would love you for and would have loved for

And that would be some millions hanging through the sprigs

Years passed and the tree became stronger

While the little birdies hid in there to sleep

My spring became autumn and autumn changed to winter

While I laid and counted the leaves hanging from the sprigs

I could never make you see it

I could never make you believe it

I could never make you feel it

For in my dreams all these years

I became your queen

But you never became my king.