Ss Poem by Rebecca Stansfield

Ss



The butterfly that I saved for you is one that you can have.
Even if you never wanted it, at least you still have me.
The horse I gave to you is one that I said you can have.
Even if you won't ever take him from me.

The opver-spilling love I give to you, YOU SAID YOU WANT NO MORE.
And you slightly and oh devilishly, told me to go away.
I say you said that you'd had enough, so why do I keep giving more?
And you kissed me again and said quick, SORRY SWEETIE, DON'T EVER GO AWAY

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