Why do you treat me as if I were only a friend

What have I done that has made you so different and cold

Sometimes I wonder if you'll be contented again

Will you be happy when you are withered and old



I cannot offer you diamonds or mansions so fine

I cannot offer you the clothes that your young body crave

But if you'll say that you long to forever be mine

Think of the heartache the tears and the sorrow you'll save

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When you grow weary and tired of another one's gold

When you are weary remember this letter my own

Don't try to answer though I've suffered anguish untold

If you don't love me I wish you would leave me alone



While I am writing this letter I think of the past

And of the promises that you are breaking so free

But from this world I shall soon say my farewell at last

I will be gone when you read this last letter from me