You struggled with my candor
at times brutal honesty;
yet you stuck around to carry
measured words for you to study,
examine the heart to follow my mind.
a daunting task in your confidence
chose to take on as a project
unaware of the resolve ever present.
Your feminine wiles was no match
something inside me could not move
in the direction you wanted, together
the odds were stacked against you.
A man who knew the difference
between lust and love chose one;
so when you asked "Do you love me"
one answer prevailed...now you're gone.
DionWorx
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