If You Ever Turn Your Eyes My Way Again - Poem by Uriah Hamilton
I was fortunate enough
To have made your acquaintance
When you had your father's name
But I wasn't fortunate enough to be the man
For whom it would later change.
You may have heard I was disoriented
And I was holding flowers in the rain
When I learned you were married.
I tried to talk to you
Before you fell in love with him
But I met with such heavy resistance
From every corner of my existence:
There was sickness and death,
Family obligations of the heart,
I was living in a place
Where I thought my soul
Would be torn apart.
What purpose is there to contend
With the capricious gods of fate?
You would have never seen me
As more than a friend or ever accepted
I loved you more than him.
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