His Fickle Heart - a constanza

Written by: Francine Roberts

Once, this man, to me came.
   I fell in love too deep, too fast.
   A love I knew would forever last.

My heart was true, his played a game.
   I thought that he loved me too.
   That his love, like mine, was forever true

We were wed, I changed my name.
   I was happy for some years
   not expecting the coming tears.

Things would never be the same
   after he suddenly broke my heart.
   For he'd moved on, we had to part.

But his fickle heart I could not tame.
   He was never really in love with me
   but a woman in love sees what she wants to see.

Once, this man, to me came.
My heart was true, his played a game.
We were wed, I changed my name.
Things would never be the same
but his fickle heart I could not tame.



*first attempt at a constanza