They say we were made
Two by two.
I knew then
I was there for you.

And yet you never looked my way.
And if you did, Oh such dismay
To see me close behind.

Your scorn I bore,
Your shame I wore;
Their weight I did not mind.

You see, I believed
With my poetry sweet,
I could sway your soul-
Make you make me whole
.

When you trod on my heart your heels were rough;
And now it seems an idle dream enough.


for her,
may we both forget soon.

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