Of Pain

I wish I could please you

With these little songs I write...

Letting you know about my love

The feeling you give me...

About our love, so beautiful

About you, so adorable

But alas, I fail

For you hate me writing...

Never did you bother to glance at them

You push them off like crap

But trust me my love, they aren't.

They are just pieces of my heart

All in front of you...

I see them all praising them,

The words I crafted for you...

And heavily does it hurt me...

For you care none of the same...

I know not the reason for this vintage

But certainly I hope one day it subsides...

So that one day you'll read them and

Know what you really mean to me...