Un-Forever
Never ever assume that your thing is a sure thing
I’m not mad at you, just disappointed overall, To see our relationship more than stumble but fall, Thirty-eight years old, and I thought, “This was it,” Only to be disproven on some bullshit. Lost and confused, I should’ve known better, Thought we were locked, like a forecast of weather, Bad? Nah, good, sunny and bright, Sad? Blah mood, bummy and tight. The two-year mark we missed barely by a month, Now all I feel when I...