Disorder of Importance
I've been this way,
For so long;
Few have ever known.
I've not said of this because,
We both have our throne.
Should it be,
That loving her,
Is really not the best?
If she knew,
That this occurred,
Would she think any less?
With a wedding ring,
Would things only be for worse?
May I give her anything,
Except an awful curse?
Copyright © Honestly J.T. | Year Posted 2016
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