Like Dandelions On My Lawn
We had such a good time on our first date.
How did I become someone you would hate?
The way you have acted seems quite peculiar to me.
All that you have done has left me in a quandary.
I needed you like I needed more dandelions on my lawn.
I feel no sorrow, but relief, now that you are gone.
Inspired by Andrea (I’m not writing about her)
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