12 April, 2011

Mended

I wasn’t ready for you,
But you claimed to be true.
I went the distance to see,
If it was meant to be.

I am used to the loss,
Another marker for me to cross.
It was affection that I did crave,
I’m slammed the much like a wave.

What was shattered will be mended,
And things will be splendid.
The shattered pieces will be whole,
As I pick up the pieces as I go.

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