All those times you cried, was it she who consumed your mind?
For all the people so unkind, I never really minded,
When you droned on and on,
And on and on,
About her greatness, her perfection, her sweet disposition..
And all the while you worshipped her,
I found myself falling foolishly in-love,
In-love with you.
And you had not the slightest clue.
DISCLAIMER: I wrote this many years ago...