Saturday, November 26, 2011

disappointed love

It’s easy to say: “He’s found another?
It’s nothing, I’ll just move on,

I’ll not think about him any longer,
It’s not really so bad that he’s gone.”

It’s easy to say: “This is truly silly,

There are plenty of others around,
And he and I in any event

Wouldn’t find any real common ground.”

It’s easy to say, it’s easy to speak,
If there’s one thing I have it’s my words.

So why, when it’s time to put them to use,

Do I cry, though I know it’s absurd?


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