How Insensitive

How Insensitive I must have seemed When she told me that he loved me How unmoved and cold I must have seemed When she told me so sincerely "Why," she must have asked, Did I just turn and stare in icy silence? What was I to say? What can you say when a love affair is over? Now she's gone away And I'm alone with the memory of her last look Vague and drawn and sad I see it still All her heartbreak in that last look "How," she must have asked, Could I just turn and stare in icy silence? What was I to do? What can one do when a love affair is over?