The Second Side Poem by Meredith Marie

see, theres a second side to every story

a broken tie behind each worry

a sad, forgotten kiss for every heart



the second side shows love and hoping,

years of putting up and coping,

trying to pull back together,

but not give up.



looking straight to just eye level,

the obvious, her living hell,

we see he gave up long, long ago.



she always kept her shutters open,

hoping for their long due reunion,

realizing finally he's not coming back.



she's known for quite a while now

that she was not his fairy tale,

just an old, mistreated girl he

deemed far too frail.

but giving up is not an option,

so she finds her way home to

cry herself to sleep.

again.