Summer Of Twenty-Two

Same time last summer 

Why was it a bummer 

You had a deep need

That I could never feed.

When you said goodbye

Rivers of tears I cried

When I realized you didn’t care

I relearned that life isn’t fair.

I put it all on the table 

But your love was a fable

Painfully knowing all too late 

That to you I wasn’t great.

The passions we shared

Were beyond compare

Yet you took another lover

Your lies were uncovered. 

Not my lover not my friend 

Didn’t have my back in the end

It’d be easy to hope for hell 

But in the end I wish you well.

-AAA 01/06/2025

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