The Right Answer Written In the Sand
today
i ask myself
would i replace her with you
hmm
let me see
you broke my heart because of your pictured opinion of me
when i showed action, you treated me like an inanimate object
when i tried to ask why, you chose to ignore my every effort to communicate
i gave you bowls of warm soup....you throw buckets of cold ice back
sorry
i choose her
we leave for the beach in exactly....errrr....ummmm....NOW!....
Copyright © Marty King | Year Posted 2015
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