How the World Should Work

Roses are red

Violets are blue

These feels, unfamiliar

And they’re all due to you

They stay when you’re gone

Long after you’ve left

I fear I’m a victim

Of some sort of thought-theft

Though despite the discomfort

And these feelings, so new

‘Tis the first time in forever

I’ve felt that they’re true

Please grasp the importance

Of these verses I write

So much more than mere words, you see

They’re my heart’s deepest insight