Love is a Fickle Thing

Columbus GA

Description

I once loved a woman. We met in the strangest way. Her and I had the same friend, If a friend is what I should say. She was tough but lady like, She feared nothing but losing the people that she loved most. She had been hurt but she still helped others, And that something few can boast. We lived at night and enjoyed the darkness, Our conversations were like dreams, Written just for she and I, Or perhaps some hilarious memes. We both lied like professionals, Often believing our own tales. Thinking we were bound together, And that we'd never fail. Now I have lost my love, Shes gone back to what she knew. My heart tears to pieces, My cries consoled by few. I miss her like the flower, Misses a summer sun. I hope she will read this, And return to whence she had come. If not a ask for another, To steal my heart and crown, For I am no prince charming, But my Love knows no Bounds!!