Chance Meeting
I remember the day we first met, there were no bells or no horns.The next time we met I felt that you were so handsome and kind.
You listened to my sorrows, you were so quite and made me laugh.
It made me believe that I had found myself.
I remember our first kiss, the first time you made love to me.
How important I felt, how lucky could I be, that I had finally me a my soulmate. You made me feel I was beautiful amd smart, no how could that be?
Always texting and calling, asking to see me. Knowing I would be right over whenver you need me.
When you caught me line, hook and sinker it felt things had changed
into something so different I was amazed. Hurting me with a word, forgetting to respect me, the man I remember just got up and left me.
I am neither a bother, a pain in your rear, I just don't understand you
and why you are hear.
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