Absquatulate

The smell of coffee freshly brewed
Late night cooking just us two
Midnight walks to keep in shape
Bike rides and music down by the lake

Up all night discussing the past
Wouldn't let go, it remains a cast
I Just wanted him to change
With that thought I created my own grave
I stayed, paved and laid
 
IN MY LIFE..AS SOMEONES WIFE, THERE WAS NO ROOM FOR HATE
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