I swear I would love you
till my very last breath
Yet your love for me
was only for very short sigh
I cherish the very least
of what was given
You would only waste away
of all I had given
Your words for me
sound like a beautiful poem
My words for you
was nothing but a nag
Your presence for me
was like angel above my head
My presence for you
was trouble and nothing else to say
My love for you
was pure as snow
Your love for me
was nothing but intention
My love for you
was only meant for you
But you love for me
was meant to be shared
Yet I can only laugh
at the person at the mirror
And you would be laughing
at the person writing