WHERE YOUR LOVE BELONGED
I’m sitting here thinking
of a time I could have been
love-friend to her
about life
Pretty girl facing me
from the corner of a room
forward stretching over it
my bridges burnt
She said never leave me
as if I ever could
that was just something
in her mind
There were good days
and there were bad days
but the sun shone brightly
and the sky was blue
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