Even if my love meant nothing to you,
And even if the sun didn't shine through,
I'd give my all to send you rain,
Just a little something to cleanse your heart of pain.
Even if my book read on and yours stopped,
The rest of my chapters would flaunt over you.
Because even if you didn't see me as your True Love,
Even if my skies weren't clear up above,
I'd give my all to be like a tender rose to your heart,
Even if inside mine,
The petals had all fallen apart.
July 13, 2011
