Wednesday, January 20, 2016






Chosen Last


I thought you were different that maybe we had a chance
 but you walked away without a second glance. 
I began to question what did I say or do, 
Maybe this time it wasn't me maybe it was really you.  
The hopelessness seems to swallow emotions whole, 
As I try to get my feelings back under control. 
So well played to my disadvantage, 
The utter disappointment hard to manage.
Being left to her own device, 
Can make a girl think twice about luck on the dice. 
Your last choice now a simple mistake,
She steps back with grace as she hits the breaks.
Taking a break from the side that once seemed so real,
Now the dream in a heart for someone else to steal.

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