BETTER UNTOUCHED

I look at her,
And a smile grows in my face
Just to remember the times,
When she could've been mine.

As she gives me a hug,
while she puts her arms around me,
I remember what I would've given
to only have a chance with her.

But now I see her,
In a different light.
Yes, she still means the world to me,
but now its in a different way.

Her friendship means alot to me,
although we never had much anything else
now I see why God doesn't answer all prayers,
because somethings are better left untouched.