IN THE DUST

I was left in the dust
Forgotten and ignored
You were so distracted… 
I could see that you were bored.

She had a sweet, young, pretty face
Like a shiny brand new coin
I knew for sure, what you would do
Knew what was going on.

I looked away, was petrified
I didn’t want to cry
But, so tired of your excuses
Such shameful …dreadful lies. 

You packed your bags, grabbed your coat
Took all of your precious things 
You walked out , you closed the door
I never saw you, ever again!

I sat alone, in our bedroom
I cried for weeks and weeks
I whined a bit, I carried on 
And then, dealt with my grief.

Years have passed, so long ago
Since the day that you moved on
I know that I am better off
I’m better off alone.
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