It was a special day, our very first anniversary
He asked me to be ready by five,he said he would come pick me
I took out my most beautiful dress, and did up my hair
It was all so beautiful, I could feel it in the air
A year had passed so quick, he was so perfect and lovely
I really felt so special, when he chose to love me
I couldn't wait to be with him and get lost in the crowd
He was like magic ,he made me feel so proud
But later that evening ,he stood up on me
He said he was at work,he wouldn't get free
To be really honest I was mighty shattered
But atleast he tried, that's what really mattered
I sat on the couch nibbling on the cake
I needed to get out ,for all heavens sake
I was so alone and really miserable
I felt so low and sad and very vulnerable
I had nowhere to go ,I dressed up anyway
I could go out for a drink , and drink the day away
I grabbed my purse and stroll to the city bar
I must be dreaming, I think I saw his car
I went inside and feeling a little too uneasy
How could he be there , I must be really crazy
I really needed to hit myself with a drink
I was really hurting, I was beginning to sink
He said he was at work ,why would he lie
He was right there ,I think I could cry
He wasn't alone ,there was a girl there
He was rubbing her hand and playing with her hair
I was beginning to see the end of "us and we"
When he leant in and kissed her, just like he kissed me
I was watching my whole world fall apart
I could feel that sharp pain hitting in my heart
Our eyes met ,and he just watched me
I had nothing to say I walked away quietly
I was broken and shattered like a shiny glass piece
My life had already ended ,with that single kiss
Maybe I wasn't that pretty
Could be that, he didn't even love me
Maybe he thought he could do better
Or maybe he always was only a cheater.
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dark blooms
PoetryRustic poems by an amateur lover of rhymes and beholder of dark trails. Love hurts more than often, letting go hurts even more.