Across the window, I saw a face
As she kept with her friends apace
Talking, laughing, not smiling nay
I wished I could see her everyday
Best of friends were supposed to be
All said so, her and me
In common we had lots, it’s true
Deep trusting eyes, mantled blue
Glinted my eyes when she uttered my name
As did hers, when I did the same
We looked great together, so I was told
After a while though, that news got pretty old
As it’s with all tales, composed by a pen
The cock fell in love with the lovely hen
She baulked as I professed my love
In a letter, sent with a dove
We are different people, you and me
Heavens would know, I am older than thee
You are a friend and nothing more, said she
Together, we are meant not to be
Being heartbroken, I had just heard before
Until, that moment shook me to the core
Ringing my ears, I heard her words repeat
While I stood at the edge of a peak
The rushing air, the adrenaline pump
I felt bare, as I made my jump
Close to the ground, as fear spawned
To my end and blackness beyond
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