We split up that night, both believing it was best. You, so smitten with her, it was plain to see. My love for you could not handle your unhappiness, I had to let you go. In the morning, the wine stains, empty bottles and me, all hollowed out. I'm at your door, I brought freesias. You loved the scent. Now, it's pass the salad, the steak so tender. The wine, oh, yes! Beyond the open door,
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