She was more than lips and eyes,
A certain sadness perhaps I could repair,
But our exchange on the stair
Told of something else.
She didn’t need me.
Yes, she had a comic book beauty.
To want a woman so much
Hurts the guts.
She sticks in the mind,
Draws you in,
You’re not sure
Where it begins.
Looking for a reason,
But you don’t know why,
She had you down to a”T”.
You think you’re smart,
But you just know more tricks than me.
What a prick you were,
And I can be objective,
Irrespective of consequence.
She loved you!
What was wrong with you?
Where you waiting for something else?
You barely knew yourself?
But now you know,
A seed planted
Will always grow.
