More changeable than the weather,
In the Northern spring.
It's visible that putting others first,
Is clearly not your thing.
Your face and body tell it all,
However much you deny.
Then you wonder why she's sensitive,
And over prone to cry.
We can not tell you as it is,
You will never deign to agree.
She'll keep trudging on though,
Hoping that you'll see.
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