My life my love the man of my dreams why are you still the same? The man I love will always be you. I know I may not be perfect. I know I am not very kind. I know I have many flaws so don't get me wrong. I wish you would love me in the same way I love you. Why am I mixed and mangled in my own brain. He's not the man I love he is an ex so why do I cry for a man who left. i found a man to marry a and he is unique. He loves me and cares for me just listen to him speak. I fell out of love for you my friend and his love began to grow as I waited a year you never figured out I wantEd only you. Now I know I can be happy I know I fell for him he's my man. He chooses to marry me. I am always his first. No other girl or even a thought. He's perfect in every way. I found love even when I didn't know who I needed it from. Now my ex and I don't talk. I slowly stopEd thinking of him and remember my love more. Now to today it's the first day in a while you came to mind and I don't feel sad to say good bye. I try on my new last name and put your memory to the grave.
I like your poem, it has
I like your poem, it has something mine never do: it has dynamics.
Anyways, I hope you have a good life with more inspirational/educational moments.
post multa malae accidunt, bonae accidere potest.