She walked into my home,
like she walked into my heart
and then into my dreams.
She picked up my favourite things
and put them in her sack.
She explored my heart and my home,
eventually taking everything.
I stand outside looking in.
She is watching the large screen TV,
my HD TV that I bought and paid for.
Here I am, watching her,
hating her and hating myself,
because I let her in...
Just one winsome smile
and I lost EVERYTHING...
Denis Martindale, November 2017.
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