a poem, kinda. "A tragic fate of a lovefool in court."
This is the story,
a tragic fate in court only.
Because you never looked at me,
only considered me in court solely.
I knew this couldn't be,
we're the same genetically.
In my mind, i thought maybe a star might align.
Then, she's here.
She's pretty, she's nice,
she screams loud like Anna Bright.
Her backhand's fluid like Water,
i thought she couldn't get any better.
Now you found your other half, and now i'm left to ponder.
Your eyes told me a story,
but your behavior killed it slowly.
I'm left to bathe in fantasy,
but in the court i'm left to fend off my grief.
Is this the tragic fate of a lovefool in court?
- no this is not ai, and i know this poem isn't that impressive but i want to share my unspoken sorrow over a guy as a guy.