Sophie The Trophy? Poem by Denis Martindale

Just because a man says he loves a woman,
He must not stand in her way if she chooses another.
To choke another is not showing love
For what that person is prepared to do.

We can't hold on to those who reject such a hold on them.
They are not fish we can take home and put into display cases
Or dead body trophies to hang on a wall.
They each have feelings with their own special blessings
Reserved for the ones they choose to live their lives with.

Unless two are in agreement, they cannot walk together.
Unrequited love is an exquisite torture.
Usually, the love fades away and we fall in love again,
Like Romeo fell in love with Juliet, the love of his life.

So it isn't always for the best or for the worst.
It's just life, random chance, a woman's right
To change her mind... and move on...
It's called freedom and as we know,
Freedom comes at a very high price...