You ruined me the day you told me of your love,
For the one who watched you while you slept.
The one you took turns with those times,
Watching each other fade to deep in rest.
She was the first to drift off and then you were next.
She held you while you shook yourself to sleep,
Soaking wet you were wrapped around her,
Unaware you were caught inside her dream.
Did you know she couldn’t separate herself from you?
You ruined me the day you told me of your love.
How you couldn’t even eat those fruits,
Unless she shared with you her mouth’s delight.
Did you think I wouldn’t care or miss you much?
Well, you ruined me the day you told me of your love.
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