Is she more than I?
The unrequited I looked into your eyes and could see the sun setting Adoration flooded my body and I found out it flooded yours But it wasn't for me, it was for her. My waterfall quickly turned into a puddle The water dried up and left the flowers in my body to search for the sunshine The punch in the gut of realziing I speak your name and you speak hers I wonder if she's more more poised more interesting more beautiful ...