Affair

I love the way you smile,
I love the way you stare,
It may take me a while,
To work out this affair.

You take my hand and smile,
You really seem to care,
Is it just a trial,
To point out my affair.

You act like you don't know,
It makes me want to cry,
I have hit and all time low,
And I just want to die.

Soon you will raise your voice,
I do not think I'll stay,
By this time I have no choice,
I have to run away.