He Looked into My Eyes

He looked into my eyes and held my hand
He hugged me and kissed my forehead
No this is not a romantic poem
I cried on my way home

It was the worst day of my life
My heart was stabbed with a knife
It was a short yet a sweet relationship I had
So why, why did it have to end?

It didn't work out but he said he'd find a way
But since then we've never been okay
He said we should be friends while he finds himself
But he never called, even when I cried for help

He looked into my eyes and held my hand
He hugged me and kissed my forehead
And that was the last time I saw him
Oh,  how I wish it was just a bad dream