I bet you think you're really funny,
when you make me sad while outside it is sunny.
I bet you love it that my pain,
goes away, when I'm in the rain.
I bet you love to laugh at the change,
just when my life starts to arrange.
I give up, and I let her go,
only then do feelings show.
Only once, I've found another,
do you point out, I don't want the other.
Cosmic Irony, oh laughing gods,
a good plot twist, what are the odds?