Over

I saw you for a moment as you were –
your shoulders lower and a silent stare;
you had been gone a while.

When you saw me, you dug out a smile,
although, let’s face it, we both knew
that it was over, me and you.

Oh fashion, I’m so sorry I don’t care!
I can’t be bothered with what clothes to wear.
So all the best. I’ll keep the grey mohair.

😉

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Comments on: "Over" (6)

  1. That’s a great concept. I like your writing 🙂

  2. This works! 🙂

  3. Nice work on the rhyme. Incidentally, I have less, not mohair:-)

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