It didn't matter how much I worked for her,
she would never love me.
It didn't matter how many love notes I wrote her,
she would never love me.
It didn't matter how many flowers or gifts I bought her,
she would never love me.
It didn't matter how many tears I cried over her,
she would never love me.
So why did I try so hard, for so long, if it was all in vain?
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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