I luckily discovered you at college,
You would make me happy often,
With those romantic thoughts,
Promises that kept me dreaming.
You were every girl’s desire,
A charmer with a glossy outlook,
Filled with romance and elegance,
I filled my empty head with passion.
When I faced the reality, was shocked,
Disappointed, hated as I saw none,
That you said in each line, true lies,
You, Mills and Boon, I hate you!