The Forecast of Our Love
I loved you like I love my artwork
Precious and poetic
I loved you like how a dog loves its master
Loyal and confident
I loved you like a drug addict
Needy and high
But you chose to love me less
You chose to replace me with someone else
And darling,
I may have loved you with all my soul
But I trusted you like a weather forecast
Cautious and ready
Before you took a shot
I have already stolen your gun.
