* the Song On the Radio
The song on the radio reminded her of him again.
Their song they would dance to until dawn.
Tears dwelling in her eyes, remembering of how it
might have been, if only she had said 'yes'.
Her first love, the one who, you never forget.
Laughing, over the funniest, stupidest things holding
each other tight, never wanting the night to end.
He is married now so she heard with kids a
good job and a drop dead beautiful wife.
Her life she dared not share with anyone.
If ever asked she would make up stories of the day
she married her 'Prince Charming'.
The whole time fighting back the tears and the screams
she held inside for so many years.
When he came home she was always ready for him.
His chair just right, food fixed just so, kids in bed.
She never uttered a sound, or asked how his day went.
She knew better than to ever speak with out asking
him first, for if she did the beatings would start again.
He walked in again ranting,raving, slinging things everywhere.
Throwing the cat against the wall and than he came to her
She got herself up, never uttered a cry she knew better.
She goes to bed and dreams of him, her first love.
she turns the radio on and the song reminded her again of
...................HIM.
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