October, I sent you a story out of the blue, I sang to you: But now you left me to love another You have shattered all my dreams
I sent my message but your mind tends to block all the noises from my head You were changing, as I have feared of Never did I imagine this to happen
November, I sent you another story I wanted to press your body onto mine Instead I held your hands tight and hoped You'd feel the intensity of my jealousy
We should have kissed more, you said Believe me, I craved for your touch You're the one who wasn't sure of me The one who didn't understand that much
December, I begged you to stay Did you not notice? I fed you words I gave you what I had
but it just wasn't enough, was it?
I know this doesn't rhyme, but I guess this isn't even a poem. Just a message for you.