Though men may praise their one true love as fair,
Love is not always fair to those in love.
She makes me want to rip out all my hair.
And every day I ask the Gods above.
Why do I find myself back in her arms?
Why is it that for her, I seem to fall?
I ask me why? When I know she brings harm?
But all I know is nothing else at all.
While other women are more lovelier,
And do not make me lose my appetite.
I'd rather be with only her, right here.
Spend every moment with her, day and night.
I realize now why others can't compete,
Cause only with her do I feel complete.