Cynicism

Don't you know I had a dream last night,
In it, I was by your side,
Keeping you safe, warm and from fright,
Being with you, made many a day bright.

Now, you've upped and left,
Now, there's nothing I've left,
You insisted that you were right,
Now, the taxi's waiting for you on the road to the right.

If I could take back all I've said,
I would, but, pity that it's already been said,
Words you see, can easily pierce even the most tender of hearts,
And words, you'll find, like those are usually from the speaker's heart.

Every time I tried to tell you,
The words just came out wrong,
So, I'll have to say I love you,
In a song.

never tried to write a poem before, the above is just an experiment to gauge just how appalling my poem-writting can truly be.