Day 2 Day

My belief in happiness through another human being has left me forlorn and jaded.
Breakfast in bed turned into flowers for the dead of a relationship that has since faded.
I prostituted my worth for a dance with a destiny in which I found I did not belong.
For a person like myself a life of dread needs no convincing, yet wonder what went wrong.
I would gladly instead buy some snake oil if I knew for certain that the price were right.
And it would soothe and comfort me instead of this dreaded plight.
I end it with this thought, for all young lovers who forfeit common sense for this walk
Within this beautiful garden I will offer freely to you this humbling hindsight advice. Watch out for thorns you're sure to step upon during your travel through this life.