There's Naught to Do

The sun was bright, and the sky was blue.
When you loved me, just as I loved you.
But it's turned dark, and it's raining too.

As we grew old, and a rift grew wide
Between intentions and our daily slide,
We barred our hearts cause our love had dried.

If I'm to blame, then I'm unsure why;
Though, can't control all my feelings awry.
Sometimes I love, but I make you cry.

The sun's not bright, and the sky's not blue.
You loved me once, just as I loved you.
But now we don't; and there's naught to do.

Copyright Apr 2020 public domain
By EdEarl Ross