Poem: 2017-11-22

How is it then that I am wrong
now that you are the one that’s gone?
Clearly dear one you didn’t care,
about both what was right and fair.
When it came down to push or shove,
you never ever gave me love.
Further then if truth be told
you never ever said you did
even when I wished you would.

And so I see the fault is mine,
seems you were right this whole damn time.

It is National Novel Writing month – and well I don’t write Novels but I do try to write novel poetry.

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