So in love, was he

That where he was,

What he was doing

Meant nothing.

Every day, he would write

Every day, she would wait

Thinking she finally found the love

She so richly deserved.


Then he pulled the rug out

Told her they would not be together

He didn’t know how

He couldn’t leave

Everything that once meant nothing

Now mean the world to him.

Everything was more important

Than her.


Even today

She can’t believe

How unceremoniously

He walked out of her life.

How easily

He showed her

She meant nothing to him.