I met you over a cigarette
   the greyish blue smoke obscured our view
   and we spoke of insignificant things,
We were just happy to be allowed to talk
uninterrupted by the inquisitive glares
       of the entire world.

I looked into your eyes
     and saw who I wanted to be;
The one who could make you laugh and smile,
to make you say
       “The time spent with you is never wasted”
   and to mean it.

The first time we held hands
I thought I was going to fall down,
   my ego tripped and fell,
     like an excited child running to greet it’s mummy
       and not quite making it.
I’m becoming addicted.

Soon I was writing love songs
and dedicating every one to you,
    deluded, I thought you’d read them and fall in love
             as easily as I’d fallen for you.

I never noticed the shine fade from your eyes
when they met mine,
    you’d got bored, or perhaps scared
of my growing obsession and tried to back away,
     But I had you trapped
like a tiger in the corner of it’s cage
                                                  vulnerable.
I loved you so much it made you hate me.