A Lame Love Poem.

Chairs abreast,

heart conditions; not the best.

One hour a day.
My mind said no, but my feelings couldn't obey.

Maybe my mind was right,
His past is holding him too tight.

A second chance at this?

Everyone deserves one of course, at chance for bliss.

 

Finally together and together we'll stay

Two hearts like these, won't ever stray.

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