Just Have To Accept It
He has found her.
He's found his soulmate.
I am too late.
I will never be his love.
I will accept that consequence.
Was there ever a chance?
No...she won him.
His heart was the noble prize.
He is her Prince Charming.
I hope she makes him happy,
Be his shoulder to cry on.
Be there for him.
I must move on.
Find another fish in the sea.
Wait for someone to rescue me.
It's killing me inside.
My heart is breaking.
I'm,m crying.
I am no match.
I cannot win.
I will just have to accept it...
Copyright © Chelsea Zayas | Year Posted 2016
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