At My Best Bite Size No 68
In hospital after the crash, I lost my ability to walk.
He said he had to go. Last time I ever heard him talk.
Knowing this, I thought my loving heart would burst.
And now I know that if he can’t love me at my worst.
Then he doesn’t deserve me when I am at my best.
My predicament had sadly put him to the test.
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