I shared with her,
the things that really
mattered to me,
special things,
and for a moment
I thought she cared,
about that which we shared.
Movies, that meant
something special to me,
my love for the kitchen,
and
the beauty of this world,
and all inside my heart,
and my soul
and who
and what
I was.
For a time I thought she did see,
these things that did matter to me,
and
I thought she made them hers,
and I tried to be to her,
and for her,
all that I could be.
I wanted to be the one
she could always count on,
so she knew without a doubt,
that I loved everything
she was all about.
So,
who could ask for anything more,
than what we once had,
and why did it all
have to turn bad?
Was it all just in my head,
the perfect love, I wanted to see,
could I have really fooled me?
Was it not one bit true at all,
was I destined for this
great big fall?
So all the Kings horses,
and all the Kings men,
let me once more dream
and fall in love,
just to tease
and take away.
