A Flash In The Pan Poem by james d nall,jr

she came into my life like a raging whirlwind
Not once did I ever think, that it would end
The love I thought we'd share, soon became fleeting
Making me regret our initial meeting
I cried myself to sleep, so many, many nights
Looking back on our arguments and silly fights
Still me, you left, for some other poor guy
Later you left him standing in the door wondering why?
The same old story over and over again
Always turning out the same, just a matter of when
Your life was really miserable and you hide it so well
That really all along, your existence was a living hell
But the choice was made by no one but you
Now looking in the mirror you wonder what you'll do
Thats the price we pay for chasing a fantasy
I'm so glad that its you and not poor old me