Isn't it funny
How you dismiss the love
Of those who are probably
the most sincere
I've done it quite a lot in life
And I can't even pretend that I care
Cause I don't
When I think about it
There's rarely any stirring feeling there
It's more of an annoyance
That I don't take seriously
Crush your silly crush!
I've audibly told one to just
"Get over it" once

Isn't it funny how
You miss the love of those
that never gave it.
I've done this quite a lot in life
And I can't even pretend that I don't care
Cause I do.
When I think about it
the despairing it stirs just seems unfair
It's an unhealthy preoccupation
That I take too seriously
Weighs heavy and crushes me
Audibly looked in the mirror
And told myself to "Get over it"
Once, twice, or more.

Eyes are not just eyes.
They hold stories of futures ,
seas and forest trees. Takes
a few minutes for one to see.
Look in your lovers eyes. Take
a moment don't just observe
their eye colour. Search for
stories and lost history. Look
hard and you'll find answers
for unsolved mysteries. Scars
of the past. Gardens bursting
into life. You'll find hope ,
new beginnings and a cozy home.
And if your lucky enough all
you'll see will be endless
amounts of love* ~

I watched you leave through the window.
Did you even think twice?
I bet not.

You used to be a sad, old thing,
Silent and fat, dangerously nice
Not even a clue.

But did you...did you know?
You certainly thought you knew me...
Mistake number 1.

But I, I made some terrible mistakes.
I needed you to see,
You became a friend...

And an odd friend at that!
Picking fights not meant for you-
Didn't help anyone.

And picking fights with me!
Until you knew what I'd do.
I thought it odd.

Polar opposites, but it worked alright.
The world seemed to move again.
Well, it was twirling down.

It was something that I'd never do,
Which is why you would begin.
Greedy, still, for a rich one.

You were told to close that window,
By maybe, your mother?
I know she hated me.

Or, just because you didn't need loyalty,
But numbers and numbers-another, another.
I wasn't going along!

You knew such, so you wanted me out.
I was the wrong one for that.
It tore me apart.

Simply, I was a gateway. A way
To become an insider...you rat!
Like all of the others.

I must say, rich-y, you fit well.
It's a blood-******* town.
We all hate each other.

But mostly, me, you see.
You didn't know I was down.
It's all happened before.

You knew that! I told you!
You just didn't have a heart.
I bet not.

Did you even think twice,
Before making a start?
I bet not!