Him

Why doesn't he love me?

Why doesn't he care?

I want him to know, I'll be right there

Through the downs and ups

And all the bumps

Maybe he will never know

That I love him so

He doesn't see me,

The way I see him

Maybe he thinks of me,

As too dim

But I am not a blonde,

Nor am ever going to be

But I hope someday he will see

How much I love him

The End

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