Perfect
Was what it was;
Or so I thought.
Never had I imagined
That a few months
Of blissful happiness
Could lead to this hellish feeling.
Abandonment
You could call it
Dropped off at a corner store
Expected to be there when you returned.
When you left me alone;
Cold and tired;
I found a new world
Full of life and color.
A brightened future
With people who love.
Sometimes
You just have to wait out a storm
To get the crystal blue skies
So thank you
For giving color to my life
After a long awaited storm.
