Verse

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What have we done to each other?

Borrowed to the core and infused with every fibre of the other

Individual perceptions perpetuated by another

With lies and schemes we choose to believe it seems

I confess

I was a mess

Perfect I know I wasn’t

Two wrongs making a right; it doesn’t

But I can’t go back as the hands of time smacks me forward

Running away from conversations about us like a coward

Now it seems you were the only person with time invested

And my role in the relationship was to not be interested

In making it work between us

Between lust

With hers who were not her

I don’t concur

Because if these walls could talk they would have much to say

Because there’s always two sides to a story why lovers drift away.

Olsfred James 2015©