• I loved him.
    But one day,
    He was gone.
    Or rather,
    I was.
    I moved away...
    Because I needed to start again.
    I never had the nerve to make him see me,
    So I left.
    I saw him again,
    Years later.
    He knew my name.
    He remembered me.
    We walked,
    We talked.
    He loved me.
    But I couldn't love him.
    Way back in my years of naivety,
    He had looked me in the eye.
    He had called me a name,
    Put me in my place.
    He'd gone out with her.
    He'd loved her.
    I couldn't let go.
    Now I have the second best.
    I have children.
    But they're not his.
    I have a life,
    But not with him.
    My grudge is gone...
    But so is he.