Isn't it hard, so hard, to forget?
To leave you behind.
To leave behind your smile,
your adorable laugh,
your charming expressions,
the look, the look, THAT look- in your eyes.
Your precious puppy dog eyes
that I'll miss so damn much.
Because your eyes, THOSE eyes
will be looking at another.
That smile, that sweet, genuine smile,
bursting with energy and life
will be making someone else smile.
Those arms and hands of yours
will be caressing the skin of another
And it makes me sick, thoroughly sick
to know this.
I am so angry! So. Angry.
That this slipped away.
What I saw would have been so perfect.
It almost was. It almost was.