The other woman

The Other Woman
By Michelle Berardo Klear


That other woman
You pretend to love.
She is not me,
She will never understand.

Your heart and soul,
She will never know
The secrets and your goals.

She might make you laugh,
Forget about me but in time
You will remember.

What took place between us?
What could have been our destiny?

Too scared to find out,
Never daring the cards;
Playing the game with someone new.
She will never be better
Than what we could have been.

I know we will never end.
I will be here when you are ready,
Waiting for our time again.

2/24/08

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