THE PAST

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THE PAST

I think back to times gone by,

when I could still soar and fly.

I took life by its horns.

I knew not of the thorns.

Love hit quickly in a heartbeat.

I jumped in too fast with both feet.

Our love burned bright and hot,

But soon he loved me not.

Hurt, I married another.

Why do I even bother?

Such feelings serve no  purpose

than allow past thoughts resurface.

Does he think of me sometimes?

I still do, at these sad times.