Another Will Be Proud to Be Called My Wife
Even though you tore my heart in two
I'm still in love with you.
And if one day I can love someone else,
I'll have forgiven you
And I've learned to respect myself.
When I finally learn to let this go
I will be regret free you know.
And when I'm ready to love again
I'll have risen from this low
And be stronger from this pain.
I gave you my all and all of my heart,
I gave you my name, my pride, and a start.
But you rejected them with sadness inside;
I took them unwillingly while i fell apart.
One day, another will be proud to be called my wife.
This poem is about:
Me