I Wish This Poem Were True

We were good together.
We loved each others company.
We couldn't stand to be alone.
I don't know what happened
Because it never really showed
Until he left me.
I didn't see him drifting off until he was really gone.
After he wrecked his truck
And lost his job,
He thought he couldn't provide for me,
Even though that wasn't true.
I'd stand by his side till the very end.
He gave me up
So I could get someone better.
Even though nobody could ever compare to him.
Now I have to stand alone,
Without him.
While he moves on,
I stay and remember out special moments together,
Wishing this poem were true
Because he's really probably just scum,
I'm probably making him look like a considerate person instead of the bum he has become and has proven to me that he can be.

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