What might have been

Why do I do this to myself
I take my love off of the shelf
And send to someone so fair
But love is something we can't share
I don't know why I do this to me
I don't understand why you just can't see
That we could make a wonderful pair
But love is something we can't share
My love for you is something real
Words can't describe just how I feel
Across the room I see you there
But your love is something you won't share
with me.