Yesterday, I saw your beautiful face
You smiled at me as you walked with such grace
Wearing the dress that I gave you last time,
The velvet red really fits you just fine
Yesterday, you stayed at the coffee shop
Where I worked for six years as an old mop
I knew that you were waiting for someone
And I said to myself, "I'm not the one."
Yesterday, you had a date with a guy
His elegance couldn't make him feel shy
He took a diamond ring from his pocket
So I walked away, bringing my bucket
Yesterday, I was yours and you were mine
But you left me at the end of the line
You chose the guy who was better than me
I cried, I got drunk and I set you free
YOU ARE READING
Notapoem
PoetryA book that contains my old and recent poems that shares different thoughts and emotions. The book was planned to contain one hundred pieces of written poetry to be considered as a successful work.
