so you see
it's not me
that's making
you unhappy

it's yourself
no one else
that is taking
all your glee

maybe we
possibly
could go make
some sense again
tell me when
I'll be there
on count of ten

it's been so long
since we've kissed
and it's the biggest thing
I've missed
perhaps the walks
we had were nice
but never like
kissing you twice

I might say
things again
it's only cause
I meant them

when I said
that I loved you
I repeat what's
only true

it's been sweet
yes I know
I keep telling
you just so

skies were red
over head
now my only
color's blue