Distorted Reality

Why should she not return my love to me

For mighty deeds on your behalf I’ve done

Think you I’ve spoken in hyperbole

I shall display I cannot be outdone


I’ve stolen brother’s car to come see you

And stare at you from outside your window

Remember dates from in your planner too

To follow you wherever you might go


Reality is that my view’s distorted

For to the cops my love you have reported


Felt like something goofy tonight, so here’s a Shakespearean Sonnet lol

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