Yes, You.

Yes, You.

All those times you cried, was it she who consumed your mind?

For all the people so unkind, I never really minded,

When you droned on and on,

And on and on,

About her greatness, her perfection, her sweet disposition..

And all the while you worshipped her,

I found myself falling foolishly in-love,

Everyday deeper,

In-love with you.

Yes, YOU.

And you had not the slightest clue.

DISCLAIMER: I wrote this many years ago...