She was like the sun with blue skies
Before you came along
She was warm, yellow, and bright
And wanted to sing every song

She told you stories every day
On how the leaves fall when the trees sway
She never failed to mention her love for you
But you stopped listening so soon

Your actions changed her somehow
Now her stories are left untold
Her skies turned grey from blue
Was it so hard to say "I love you?"

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