12/15/08

So Sad

Although I wish it wasn't so,
It is now clear enough for me to know:
That I have become just a booty call,
Once a day, and that is all;

But I love you, still, my dear,
My sweet janjan.
And I wish you all the best,
Forever.

Don't bother to call,
It's really nothing at all,
I'll be gone real soon,
And you will see me
In the light of the moon.

I loved you,
And better than anyone else will ever do.



December 13, 2008, for Jan.

Copyright 2008, Ricky A. Pursley. All rights reserved.

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