Maybe, I was too much,
But was I wrong that I didn’t expect much.
Maybe, I misunderstood you,
But was I wrong ever to mislead you.
Despite drawing my heart with emotions,
You left it feeling torturous.
The whole night I cried,
Cause I didn’t want too hide.
Sitting alone, in torturous blue,
Sliding away in those hues.
Thinking all night, for the beautiful anew,
Long I await to never meet someone new.
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