She saw the sheet of music with written lyrics on it. Curious, she sat down at the keyboard and began to play. As she began to sing, tears sprang to her eyes. What a beautiful, heartfelt song. The words were those of a man deeply in love. Her own heart swelled with reciprocal love for him and when she heard his key turn in the lock, she flew into the hallway. “It’s beautiful,” she exclaimed, hugging him.
“What is?” He asked when they parted.
“The song you wrote for me.”
He sighed. “I didn’t write it for you.”