Only Anna for you.

 I wish to sing you praises whilst I teach you graphic design. Anna you are mine for only a Friday time. A date trauma dump info in the future but then you looked to me for comfort and ease. Only on a Friday and that 2015 year in the fall. In the fall towards the end I don't shed a tear that you aren't near. Ungrateful and hateful; you got there yourself never not at all. You don't own me anything but at least you could give me the respect and perspective I am good for respect but no. Just only you and how you go. That is only Anna for you.