Fredrika Stahl

We met in the spring, we fell in the fall
Then endured our winter of discontent
Seems need defies all reason
And self-inflicted suffering knows no season
You vex me, perplex me
I wonder after who'll be the next me
I see through it, but can't undo it
This monumental mismatch
You sway me, you play me
You come to spend an hour and over stay me
You unspool me, completely rule me
This monumental mismatch