I will never waste opportunity for love on you,
you became so phased you just couldn’t see through.
Like suede leather I was still too thick to tear.
You would never see me naked, I feel you don’t care.
I felt the need to cover myself and hide what’s inside.
Every successful award I keep to myself, I honestly lied.

You’re a man who would never undress your secrets and reveal a
shameful tale to me.
Get dressed, get out, this is not meant to be.
I’m not sad just scared
that someone I know is
gone telling others I’m weird
and does not care.

I thought the world of you I spent a fortune on a dress,
you never saw it on me, and your leaving made me a mess.
I was unappreciated and I gave everything to look and impress.
Love is not only arousing and laying side by side,
love is emotion and understanding what we lost and how hard we tried.
If I am a freak, ok, I understand what you mean.
One must not be phased or enraged when working with a team.

Effort is key, honesty is the open door.
We forgive what we do when we are friends
and try to become more.
Now I want neither I’m not desperate like I was before.
I will never date a man who is nothing but a tearful bore.
Tiresome and overbearing, next opportunity you give me to love you
I will ignore.
I should have done that before.
What was I even fighting for?
What did you have in store?