You are Worthy of Love

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You are Worthy of Love
But she didn't believe it
You are Worthy of Love
But she didn't hear it
You are Worth of Love
But she couldn't take the compliment.

You are Worthy of Love
But she denied it
You are Worthy of Love
But she rejected it and him
so Love went away from her.
But she couldn't see it.

Worthy of Love
left her, because she denied its Love
Worthy of Love went elsewhere
Worthy of Love is only Worthy
If you believe in its Love and Worth.

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