Monday, August 19, 2019

Jaded

I always dropped that last letter
When I thought about this particular word
My mind went to the green rock
Polished smooth

But you changed it for me
That one word
You said you were jaded
A warning I paid no heed to

And now whenever I come across it
In a book or movie, conversation
My mind no longer goes to that odd shade of green
But to you...

Because you came to me
Already cynical
But I remained untouched
Until I met you

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