I loved you
And I still do.

But a day will come,
Your glass will be filled with ***.
You will be alone at a bar
Yearning for something so far.
A love so far in your past,
You’ve forgotten when you saw it last.
A love so far-off your now,
The thought, your mind can not allow.

And on that same day,
My vase will hold a bouquet.
With my lover,
My heart shall recover
From a love that cut me so deep
That I put my past to sleep.
I will not remember you then
And my mind shall never allow.

I loved you.
You should have loved me too.

When my tears grow feet and jump,
Run down my cheeks and dare to drop.
Will you be there to hold the bucket?
Trapping all the memories I’d rather forget?

When my eyes fill with euphoria
And shine like the crown of Victoria.
Will you be there to retain that joy?
Telling me of all I have got to enjoy?

When my ego is poor
And my feet drag across the floor.
Will you be there to change my mind’s course?
Reminding me that someone’s got it worse?

When my cheeks rise
And my heart’s filled with pride.
Will you be there to help me celebrate?
Chasing away all those who hate?

When the light is leaving my eyes
And my skin turns to dust and ice.
Will you be there to say ‘goodbye’?
Or will you be patient on the other side?

You say the sky is the limit
But it surely isn’t mine
You say I’m arrogant
But I say I’m confident
You say ‘Reach for the stars’
But I’m already out of the Milky Way
You say ‘Write it in the sand’
But I say edge it on the rock
You say I’m a liar
But I say our truths aren’t the same
You say I’m needy
But I say you’re greedy
You say I’m lost
But I say we aren’t on the same path
You say I’m off-beat
But I say we dance to different beats
You say I came last
But I say I ran a different race
You say ‘Don’t compare to the others’
But I say it’s my motivation
Do you know
I like you here
Do you know
You challenge me
Do you know
You counter me
But overall
You comfort me
Because without you
I’d have no victory
And with no victory
What would entertain me?

On Sunday,
A boy stood under my window.
His smile,
White as the walls,
I was trapped behind.
‘Just one touch’,
I begged
And I found my way out.

Boy and I strolled through the park.
We talked about our interests
And I felt that spark.
Gave me a Red Flower,
Said it was his Love for me.
Gave him a White Flower,
Said it was my Purity.

Boy turned to Man
And Red Flower died.
Never had I seen hands move that fast.
Never had I felt such pain in life.
That was the night
White Flower died.

Sunday came again,
Another stood under my window.
His smile,
White as the walls,
I was trapped behind.
‘Don’t let him touch me’,
I begged
And I locked myself in.

You fell in love with me.

I just hope you jumped.
Not slipped.