Tell me something,
This other that you've found love with,
Is it as good as we were?
I can accept you finding happiness elsewhere;
But what I cannot accept is you settling for lesser treatment,
When you've a permanent home in my soul.
My unsolicited hope will never allow me to close my heart to you.
And if this other is treating you as anything less than a goddess,
As if you're not worth the effort of sweet surprises,
Maybe you should reconsider the decision you've made.
These things your love is unwilling to do, even after you've asked,
I would have done before you even thought of them yourself.
But sweetheart, even if those things were provided to you,
There are others that can only be given by a woman.
I must ask you one final thing,
For I question his merit.
Tell me beautiful, can he measure up,
Or are you merely debasing yourself,
Your desert, for the proximity?
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First Love, Twice
PoetryThey say you shouldn't spend too much time in the past, I disagree. I think you should reflect on your past to be able to better your future. These poems are memories of my first real love, my first real heartbreak. Check it out if you want to walk...
