I gave you the stars at night
but you wanted the day.
I gave you music
you refused to play.
I gave you poetry
you would not read.
I gave you love
you did not heed.
I gave you colors
to paint the sky.
I gave you brushes
you would not try.
I gave you laughter
you gave me a frown.
I played romantic songs
you dismissed the sound.
I gave you visions
you could not see.
I offered you a home
but you spurned the key.
I offered you hope
but your mood was too deep.
I promised you my heart.
A promise I loath to keep.
- Author: James Alexander (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 21st, 2021 11:07
- Category: Love
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