the last.

the last.

He’s the one
I’m sure of it
Until he’s gone
I guess we didn’t fit

I found him
Perfect and sweet
He let me down
The scars he left run deep

It’s real this time
I know it is
But he loves her
I can never be his

When you walked in
I fell in love so fast
I was a fool once more
To believe you’d be the last.

© 2016 what sandra thinks

This is my song today… and clearly my inspiration.
(Wow… this is too old to have a video… please infer nothing about my age from this matter.)


About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy, too. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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41 Responses to the last.

  1. Don’t worry. You’re still young. I remember when MTV debuted. Now, that’s old. 😃

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  2. mandibelle16 says:

    Great writing Sandra. I think both men and women often bunk that. I don’t know how you know if another person is always on the same page as you. I guess maybe that’s why honesty and communication for both parties is key.

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  3. Kay says:

    I think it’s easy to wear rose colored glasses in relationships, to only see what we want or hope to see. Expectations are so powerful, and it’s much easier to have them than to be vulnerable enough to be bare with another. Young or old, this seems true. Love the song….

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  5. Meg Sorick says:

    Oh my word! Sorry I missed the MTV conversation! Awesome, I remember when it debuted, too. Except we lived so far out in the sticks that we couldn’t get cable, so I could only watch at my friends’ houses. But there was a show on called Friday Night Videos on one of the broadcast channels… a poor substitute!

    Unfulfilled expectations, sigh… Haven’t we all been there at some point? loved the poem and the song!

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  6. This is so beautiful, sad and touching! Loved the sentiment of a love lost. Beautiful..

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