I'm dried—

From the very start of things to the very end

You are you—

And that's your nature

The very you I fell for.

I saw your wants

And I embraced it

Not because of anything,

But because of the work of art that you are

I'm lost—

Just the thought of you was all I could think of

And this could be us—

But guess what,

We became a lawn

Just a path that love threaded