I found myself a loving man,
he stole my heart and he took my hand,..
but then he left me in the dust.
I told myself on a windy night
that love was getting out of sight,
so I asked him if we were alright.
He gave me very little reassurance.
My heart severely lacked that lover's insurance.
On a Friday afternoon he told me much too soon
that we needed to break up and with that I was not swooned.
I bet he kept the best intentions but my heart was then infected.
I had got to the point of comfort, now I had to turn around
Not for a long time, have I been that down.
He said he wasn't ready and that's alright
I'll still think of him on my lonely nights
maybe we'll try again sometime.
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Author:
Adrianna Kjeld (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Well written, Adrianna! You captured that feeling of sadness well, but at the same time there is forgiveness and hope, especially in the last stanza.
Thank you! My poetry is straight from the heart, a sad heart, but I try my best to keep my optimism in tact, so I'm glad I can successfully portray that in my poetry, and even more so that someone can recognize it. Thank you again.
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