How quickly unrequited infatuation turns to hate.
Liar, Liar
A light-hearted verse based on the story of the boy who cried wolf
Sonnet II (Millay)
Time does not bring relief; you all have lied.
Who told me time would ease me of my pain!
Going My Way?
When first we met,
My sight was set:
I knew where I was bound.
You said your aim
Was quite the same,
And pretty soon I found...
Feather-Weight Kisses
You kiss me in the morning and some at night as well,
But the kisses that you give to me do no love story tell.
Dark Side of the Moon 