I gave you the world and you gave me a rock.
Little did I know why you gave me an insolent article of earthly waste.
If I gave you the chance, you would have rattled on about how rocks were a symbol of love,
A symbol of eternal commitment to penguins,
That penguins would only give a rock to whomever they wanted to spend eternity with,
That your eternity was with me.
But I turned away and tossed the rock before you could.
And in my prideful rage, I never heard your story.
That you couldn’t possibly find a better to way to say you loved me.
And now, we are less than strangers.
Not because I turned you away, but because you dared to love me.
But this didn’t shatter me.
My heart truly broke when I realized what I had done to you.
That was when I stopped loving myself.
That was when I lost the rock that the world gave to me.
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