Imagine a story
that goes like this:
Starts with a 'hey '
and a wonderful kiss
with someone who sees you
And sees your soul.
Who makes your happiness
his aim, his goal.
Someone who's there
through good and bad.
Accepts you wholly
and understands.
Who puts in the effort
and the time you need.
Who genuinely loves you
wholeheartedly indeed.
Someone who wears
his heart on his sleeve.
Now that was me
But you've chosen to leave.