You can have
a perfect thing and,
Let it fall away,
Through neglect, stubbornness,
Indifference or distraction.
A beautiful
thing can waste away,
Without the
owners noticing,
Or caring until it’s too late.
You can have
it all but not,
Realise.
You can have
a beautiful thing but,
Not care
until you’re forced to examine,
Your life
without the bolster of,
Company,
companionship, courtship,
Protection
and defence and unconditional,
Love.
And then you
want it back.
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