Behind feelings gone wrong
Underneath each written song
There's a poet who writes
Lyrics and stanzas each night
With the slightest thought of you
Have you realized you're one of the lucky few?
To have received feelings ought to be conserved
To be written words that you don't even deserve
That our love for you would be preserved
And that for you, a part of our soul has been reserved

I tried to say a , "Hello."
That wouldn't happen. A response.
Because I didn't fill your mold and be like Jello.
I was labeled as something dark.
When in fact I am someone quite Bright.
You jumped to avoid me.
I laughed with tears along the way.
Past you, the one who is mistaken.
You were hurt so many times..
I had to be the one which you had forsaken.
As kind as I tried to be
If I showed any affections
You slapped my emotions across the face.
You knocked my heart out of my chest...
As it hit the floor and shattered all over the place.
You convinced the others just how bad I was.
When in fact, assumption, was your only bad.
What would happen if you could have accepted me?
Maybe had someone better than the odd one you have had?
In the past..I was knocked to the floor. I got back up.
I still try to show love, just as much as ten, even after it all.
I show just as much brightness and love even more than before.

I cooked a meal for two
Like how I usually do
I set up the table and chairs
I cleaned up the kitchenwares
I laid the table cloth and plates
Everything exactly like our first date
The forks, spoons and knives are set
But unlike before, there's a bit of regret
The dinner for two is now a meal for one
I just can't get used to you being gone