Blue Butterfly

  Only The Lonely

He was extremely handsome,
attractive on the outside;
but no so, on the inside.

She was just beautiful.

One day, 
one cried, but not the other:
one cared, but not the other.

Where one was at, the other was not.
Now there is only one.

A time introspection and self-discovery.
Taking ownership for my part.
Allowing for renewal and change - moving forward. 
Hard life-lessons learned.
Being patient, waiting for the right person to come into my life.
Blue Butterfly

Timothy E. Stevenson   July 30, 1998  ©   www.Upoet.com


 

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