Does it pain you so,
To let her go?
Or was it one of the easiest
Tricks to pull?
Through it all,
She waited for your call;
Don't you know your silence
Can be so cruel?
It isn't so often,
You find something golden,
A heart that goes
Out of its way to understand
Your doubts and lapses,
The unreturned messages,
When you found that love
Had begun to go bland.
But life goes on,
And she is strong,
And this I hope
For your sake--
That you won't be too haunted,
Or devastated,
By the ghost
Of your mistake.
