I wished to have you
On my deepest dreams
But you never wished
To be my soft gleam.
The much that I loved you,
Should’ve been all
To at least get me
a two-minute phone call.
We never danced to a toast of champagne
But kissed so deeply in the rain,
And for me that was it
No more lust to be.
But for you it was nothing
Not even a bit
Of the true luxury you deserved to ommit.
The much that I loved you, made me forgive
But never truly understand your motive.
