PURE….. TAINTED

It is over,
You are gone,
Never to come back.
She loved you,
Your lives are separate,
Lives untwined,
It was good,
While it lasted.
She will never regret
Despite the lies,
As you walk down the aisle,
The woman who gave her heart,
Out of purity
Out of love,
If she had a choice
She would stab you in the heart.
This is the beginning of the end
A new chapter in her life.
Nothing but a bad memory,
Never to be treasured.

© thelma migue, 2009