Loved And Lost Poem by Aislinn Armstrong

Love and Romance

Love and lust
Why does it always go bust?
With hurt and sorrow
Something blue and something borrowed,
There was meant to be a marriage,
Until we lost that bondage,
Why is there so much hurt?
Why did she have to be such a flirt?
From a diamond ring to an upswing,
A ring on my finger ended in an eerie linger,
So never again am I going through this pain,
Goodbye my lover,
As you will discover,
I have begin to recover
And the door is closed which you won’t get through again,
Because babe, you mean nothing more to me than what’s in a drain.