To be in love-
to love another-
to be unloved-
but pitied by your lover-
the commitment you make-
your life in her hands-
a pity attack, and she accepts the bands-
now you try to snuggle, to huggle and smoochle-
but all that happens, is she needs to rat-
your heart is broken, softly ignored-
pitied by her, yet in love deep is all-
you know it is true, but your heart-
won't listen to you-
she pities you most, but loves you-
who knows?


Penned by my hand on the 18th of Phaestian, in the year 258 AF.