Insufficient

You are bad for me and deep down I know it’s true

You saw me once in twenty years and made me blue

Not a word was spoken not a twitch of the face

No lovers pining look or no warm embrace.

You turn me down repeatedly

I, a death wish in me I see

Wanting what I will never have

Wanting true love to prove

That the past was not a fake and you are real

Love between the sheets the real deal.

You were so good to me, a manipulation

Love only a quick and easy preoccupation?

You were my soul mate, I gave it all

For what purpose my mind does call

Out to you again, but there is no reply

For you are cowardly and in death love does fly.