Still broken from love, But still wanting the best for her. She's undeserving in so many ways, He's still the gentleman, the monsieur. Shattered into a million little pieces, Holding together by a thread. She goes on with her perfect life, She'll never know the high waters he tread. She'll never know what she did to him, How much he cared, how much he tried. She'll forget he even existed, She'll never know how much he cried. Torn apart and misused, Memories that will never be erased. His life is faltering, crumbling, Holding on to a dream, he dares to chase. Make way for the future, And let go of your past. Forget about your sorrows and sadness, And be happy, at last.
Always the gentleman.
December 17, 2011