Ghost of Dating Past
She smiled like ex, I feared a hex,
it chilled me to the bone;
it was not fair, to so compare,
though afraid to be alone;
the craziness, my heart a mess,
in past I wished I’d known,
was not her fault, but called a halt,
not ready for dating zone.
Copyright © Jim Tidd | Year Posted 2015
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