I know it doesn’t amount to much
but it was meant to be a thoughtful touch.
I know it may not be what you want
the words are the same, no matter what the font.
I did all I could to show you love
but it seemed that was not good enough.
Every way I tried to show you
It seemed I really did not know you.
I gave and gave and gave some more
but it seemed my giving became your chore.
You rejected what I have to offer
as only someone scorned by a lover.
As you read this you may confused
meanwhile love itself is being abused.
Love has been hit, taunted and rejected
it ran towards you, only to be deflected.
The you to whom this poem was written
was to the one with whom love was smitten.
Love asked me to write this, not to one but to all
While love was loving you, you were treating love so cruel.