returned by what is now a blur
she looked into eyes both vacant and cold
what he saw spoke volumes in hers
her thoughts were plentiful, all of them rhymed
his were his own, disingenuous at best
he wrote ideas that excluded her love
she wrote wishes that were not blessed
when last they parted, she knew they were done
he speculated that they'd always go on
to continue a future as friends with a past
she went her way; never looked back
unsigned text sent to keep her confused
not how it works, she is more amused
she told him all would abandon some day
but she was first to get clean away
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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