Monday Blues on a Tuesday

I was a pretty lil thing with my special earrings
On a day he was out and now he's got a pout
I know he feels bad and it makes me sad
I hope he realizes that when I was left to my devices,
They said I was blooming but inside I was crying
Thoughts running through my head, I didnt want to get up from bed
Sick from colds and I didnt have to be told
The night was spent with royalty, as it should be
And I was jealous as hell as I could be
No right to feel that way and it had to go away
Had to have my happy thoughts and thats what it brought
Wearing them brought a smile but still I whined
Missed him and almost called him on a whim
But I had to wait and think straight
The following day I would have my way
Took a pic, didnt know it would be slick
I just wanted him to see what a sight I could be
With the gifts he gave but still his presence I crave
Am I still making sense or is this becoming nonsense?
I just want him to know the reason behind the show
He wont talk about it anymore and I feel shaken to the core
I feel there's more in his head and I will wait with dread
Until he voices out what I think it's about
Hopefully am wrong this time and I will end this attempt to rhyme