Stronger and Wiser

Everyday when I see you,
I think of things new new.
I may not be perfect,
And maybe we were not a good fit.
For a while it worked,
And that was no joke.
We shared lots of love,
And claimed it came from above.
We laughed and we cried,
We feared and we tried.
But things didn’t work out,
And now my heart’s in a drought.
It hurt, but it was necessary,
To make a stronger and wiser me.

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