When It Was What It Once Was Poem by Mark Heathcote

Do you love what once was?
Because you couldn't have had it at the time
when it was what it once was
Like a woman of class and reputable beauty divine;
if so, don't get me wrong I just think
you should treasure her more than
you or she could ever have at the time
she first gazed into your eyes
and washed you offshore
never to feel Tera Firma again anymore.
If you are love, loving, what once was
how can you be sure you won't be
the first to leave because you've always lied?
And after a negative vibe just sat and openly cried.