You love him,
He loves another,
And yet I love you.
These twisting, turning, looping, and swirling lines of love.
All in vain
All for the wrong one
He loves her,
The girl you hate,
The girl you envy so much for having him
Flawless hair,
Perfect skin,
Make up and dresses,
High heels and wedges,
The girl who is the opposite of you,
You who I love,
To me your hair is flawless,
To me your skin is perfect,
To me you do not need special clothes,
or make up,
or shoes,
Because you are you.
You are Beautiful and perfect,
In all ways possible.
You love him,
He loves another,
Yet I love you.
These topsy turvy, crisscrossing, backwards, lines of love.
All in vain,
All for the wrong one
You say you're alone, but if you open your eyes,
And you see me,
You wouldn't be.
He says he's alone,
That she'll never notice him,
That he'll never have a girl who loves him,
But if he opens his eyes,
He'll see he's got you,
Alas, no one will see the other,
You'll chase him,
He'll chase her,
And I'll be left in you dust, in your ruins,
Looking for you,
Hoping you'll finally notice,
But here we are again,
These curling, naive, cruel, backstabbing lines of love,
All in vain,
All for the wrong one.
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For you my dear wife
