My Last Night
look at what is made
of this mess
a dirty lie
that only you could confess
this was a happy and
normal day
a special evening one could say
nothing could
repair
our only feeling
of the despair
the night is young and clear
and my heart is still
youthful my dear
nothing could take
your sadness away
I know you'll miss
me as I stray
but do remember
the things we shared
the interest and love
the compared.
Copyright © Jessie Conner | Year Posted 2015
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