I don’t want to fight,
This is no war for me;
I just want to be the one you love,
Like you said,
Like you promised you could,
When all this began
I don’t want to cry,
Feel like I am dying;
I just want to be the one you hold;
Tell all your secrets and fears;
Like it should be,
Like it was
I don’t want to hate you,
Just rewind time;
Before there was her;
Before two were three;
Before I was your mistreated lover,
Handled like the forgotten friend
©2018 – V. A. Coote