When the sun rises and its light shines bright
When there are no more clouds left insight
When you believe you're the love of his life
And he promised one day he'd make me his wife.
His passion was all you needed to feel
But you found out his love wasn't real.
You never thought his passion would end
But he said he just wanted to be friends.
He said he was sorry but had to be free
You will get over this one day, you'll see.
There may come a time when this happens to him
Look him in the eyes wearing a grin.
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Trudy Perez
I am a writer and co-author, with a passion for poetry, music, and the arts. I live in the United States, when I am not writing or researching, I am gardening, reading, organizing while listening to music.
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