24 Nov

it’s over, she bemoaned

how besotted she was

she remembered

those romantic dinners

his words of praise

his witty tongue

his good-looking appearance

his promising career

a made belief 

that his love was true

only to hear him say

‘sorry, we have to stop 

I’m attached’

a deceit

it has been

a meltdown followed

she paid dearly

for a romance 

not meant to be

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