Like A Fool

The first year is always magical.

There is not such a thing as hassle.

Everything seems to be a in a bustle

Taking each day as most blissful.

And you learn to love a man so adorable.

The next few years prove to be quite a circus.

On again. Off again. You want to get out thus

You stay as the beau kisses you endless.

The storms, the tears are now the past.

And you love him just the same, no fuss.

The final year is quite a mess

You have to resign from all the stress

The beau leaves you and that’s intense!

And you’re left behind hurt and anxious

Yet you love him just the same no less.

You still love him like a fool nonetheless.


About RaineFairy

Just another girl who writes crappy doodles and sloppy scribbles.

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