“Sick and Single”
The worst thing
about being sick
and single is that
no one is there
to bring you that
cup of soup, that
extra blanket or
to check in on you
when you need
pampering most.
“Ever the Day?”
Will there ever be a day,
where that scent will not
take me back to 16,
where you, my first love
made me feel like a queen?
Will there ever be a day,
that a single rose
fails to make me grin
like I did when you gave me
my first one back then.
Will there ever be a day,
that someone causes me to
forget the days of you and I
simply because he is
finally the right guy?
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