I have loved once, for a decade long
It did not work, maybe my love wasn't strong
Then I've loved twice, a year full of spice
The fiery passion died down, I was frozen in ice

That was how I realized, not all has a pair
Not all can love and be loved, oh how unfair
My rose colored glasses have cracked in two
Replaced by tinted shades of a blackened hue

Now a jigsaw piece in the wrong canvas
A piece too jagged to fit in with the rest of us
Too grey to be featured in a colored picture
Thrown aside... I am, but a detached fixture