Beyond The Past
The tables turned, then I got burned.
My day in the sun had ended.
My love got spurned, no longer returned.
The facts were real, not pretended.
Sometimes it takes time to see the light.
To get past the fear of what's real.
You try and you try to make it right.
But in the end you just can't cut a deal.
When the love of your life's not your wife.
And she spends every dime on disdain.
You spend every minute in strife.
And a lot of time walking in rain.
Days into week's, month's into year's.
You think that you'll learn to get by.
But then you wake up to all of your fears.
With no answer's when you're asking why.
You search every way that you can.
To remember the man that you were.
In hopes that you will fall again.
And you'll finally forget about her.
The facts of the case are just this.
There are lot's of fish in the sea.
So learn how to learn not to miss.
The one that just wasn't meant to be.
Copyright © Leslie Albright | Year Posted 2017
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