The Girl

I sat in an empty room
looking only for you.
You never came and I
never waited either,
we hate our love so.

When we first met it
was such bliss. Under
the summer sun and loved
under the winter moon.
We hate our love so.

When you drank tea
and I drank my coffee,
when you worked in the
morning after I got home.
We hate our love so.

Your brunette hair, mine blond.
Your blue eyes, mine brown.
Your pale skin, mine burned.
Your passion, my lust.
We hate our love so.

Now we don't speak and
don't quite agree. You
study your Albert Einstein
and I my Vincent Van Gogh.
We love our hate so.