It was the bleakest day of the blackest hue
The day you broke my heart in two
You were the fish I couldn’t catch
The fates decried we were not a match
I loved the way you poured
In that chemistry class of Mr Ford
Sulphuric acid into the test tube
A waltz as good as the Danube
I loved so much your French pronunciations
That I thought you had Gallic relations
Yet the laissez-faire attitude you deployed
To romance, was it a ploy you enjoyed?
I loved you from the first look in first year
To all in registration it was crystal clear
I took the plunge in year four, I asked you out
You rejected me without a shadow of a doubt
I loved you and I love you still
As long as I draw breath, I always will
Wherever you are, this is a call from the spurned man
Take care, good luck, a last goodbye, Lillian
Thank you, JW!
Sob, and reaches for tissue.
Young love and all that!
I’m playing the video clip and oh it does bring back memories. 🙂
Aw bless, JW. Lovely.