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Abusing The Gift

You are doing it again,
Looking at me like that,
I feel powerless to your stare,
Your eyes captivate me,
There like gems in a face of
pale moonlight,
Though even now,
As you stare so vigilantly at me,
I can see what you see,
I can see what you think of me,
 
Life is a bit funny,
You were given to me by fate,
A gift I could never repay,
And even though I am not perfect,
Nor am I the most attractive,
Fate propelled us into a single moment,
A moment where you dropped your
phone,
And where I, my dear, picked it up,
I have never been so enchanted,
Never have I ever been so bewitched,
As I have, with you,
 
Life can be cruel, though,
Crueler than death himself,
I had not meant to hurt you in anyway,
Though I was weak,
Though I was foolish,
I abused a beautiful gift given to me,
Cowardly I tried to hide it,
Pushing it back into the deepest recesses of
my soul,
But still,
As common, cruel fate would have it,
That dark, devastatingly crushing secret
would come to surface,
 
I watched the sun dip behind the horizon,
Our nest, empty now,
The Mother sparrow has flown her coup,
Leaving her mate behind,
And why should it be her fault?
The nest seems so quiet,
You have taken away the soul of this
home,
And as I stand here, I am reminded of you,
How I would hold onto you,
How I would gently kiss your smiling
face,
I thank you fate, for giving me her gift,
I curse myself, for abusing her gift.

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