This Ain't A Love Song

Someday I shall forget
That which I wont to love
And I did come to loathe
When it had come to pass

A mirage it was to me
A dream of myriad colours
And I did run a while
Before I had my fall

And thus did I awake
Aware of what some spake
T'was not the one of love
Music to my ears

And for years to come
I shall nurse thee heart
Sufferings to it known
Are but my very own