I truly loved her. The woman, more beautiful than words could ever describe. Of course, it never worked out. She simply didn't want me.

It would seem because of her, I never really got
the woman I wanted. You see, because of her, I couldn't
see anyone else. So now...here I am...alone.

© Joe Fazio

(brief renderings) Joe Fazio

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