Saturday 24 November 2012

''Unlovable''

Are we unloved?
Maybe unlovable?
Do we crave what we could never have?
Still bitter from before?
Must we grow a spine,
Maybe she's turning left,
While we change our mind,
Simply blind.

Are we ruined by circumstance?
Maybe blessed by fate,
Some sun stopped us being glum,
Or did the rain cause us pain?
Maybe but we will never know what to do,
Even when we want to.

Single headed,
We would like to be joined at the hip,
Staring at the mirror,
Staring down to her lips,
Maybe she glanced,
While we looked the other way,
Perhaps we would have caught a glimpse yesterday.

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