I painted a picture, for you

I wrote a poem, for you

You smiled at the pretty colours, and giggled when the words rhymed.

I put myself on a canvas, for you ,to brush aside, and call me ‘pretty’.

I gave myself, to you

you never even looked inside, you called me ‘cold’.

You called me ‘soulless’.  I guess, that’s what I am, to you.

I had given my soul, to you, and you took no notice

I knew love was blind, I didn’t think it was stupid, I never once thought it was hopeless…

Now I wonder, how stupid must we seem to each other?

…Probably just as stupid as we seemed being together…


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