UNTITLED

You said I was your soul mate,
Your only one true love.

Yet he called me his angel,
His precious little dove.

I felt the same for you
But now it’s all been lost.

I thought I wasn’t worth him.
He deserved a better cost.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
...Absence is a joke.

I pushed him far away,
and now my heart is broke.

She and I were friends
We fit just like a glove.

I think you all were lessons
that were sent from up above.

He came into her life,
And I was simply tossed.

I’m thankful for your knowledge,
And glad our paths have crossed.

We went our separate ways
And it all went up in smoke.

The flame of life has gone from here
and buried in a cloak.

By Exandra