There is good in the morning
we sometimes shout together,
but try as we might
I can’t ignore the betrayal.
To say you’d love
and forever count
was met with denial and doubt.
So here I am left,
the handsome stranger,
every now and again
I get some morbid letter.
Please forgive,
so we can start again.
Well, I’m here to tell you
on the eve of my big event
I can’t see myself
getting over,
the image I hold in my head.

Au Revoir
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