Like a baby yearning for its mother's warmth,
I yearned for your warmth in a hug.
But you'd rather be happier with a cactus than me.
You love me but what could your reasons be?
Like a herb in the thick of the jungle, I am.
You'll seek me out desperately and relentlessly when you need me.
Pluck out my best parts for your use and you keep plucking to your satisfaction thereafter leaving me to fate, hoping you'll find me when next you need.
You love me jealously, but what could be your reason?
Like the sun from up above, I shine through your darkest nights, I end your rainy days, you even call on I to dry your wet laundry and teary eyes.
I could try to please you for as long as I can but I just can't be the only one. I am just one
You love me for who I am, but could that mean am your reason to live?
You love me, but because there is someone else you neglected your love for me and rejected me too.
Nonetheless it's good to know that I will never be enough for someone who will never love me enough.
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