Poem of the Week # 9 : When Old Lovers Turn Into Friends

When Old Lovers Turn Into Friends

I fell in love one day
It was a love like no other

I was left with no words to say

I prayed that I wouldn’t smother

Gently, he held my hand

He embraced me like he couldn’t let go

We would walk slowly across the beach’s sand
Everyday our love would grow and grow

I thought we were reaching a point of high

But there was a painful shock you couldn’t miss

A brunette with freckles snuck right by

And stole what felt like every kiss



My love was great
But it wasn’t for long
I lost my mate
But will no longer sing a sad song


I guess you could call me naive
I believed forever had no end
Until the day I was deceived
I don’t know how my heart will mend


I’m still left with nothing to say
For a while, I couldn’t even comprehend
Now I’ll wait for the day
When old lovers turn into friends

 

By: Andrea : )