Un-for-gettable

Love, a collector’s item to those who can forget,

To those who've trialed many a time.

Unforgettable for those who can’t forget that once, with as many a time.

Love for her was Unforgettable till it lasts,

In her memories he fasts.

He danced till he was fired,

And in her memories another was hired,  

As she pronounced to him that of him she was tired.

For she would have his thoughts killed,

As its another with who's thoughts her mind’s filled.

She stole his heart, which wasn't even her part,

That love he carried in his heart,

And that he thought he had painted like an art,
Which he couldn't bear as things fell apart,

Was stolen, with him not even being a part.

As from her heart he’s asked to walk away,

And as he walks, she looks away.

The scent of a woman, unforgettable even when it doesn't last,

Though the incense will long be gone fast.

How he wished he had remained friends,
As he would've got a chance to run errands,

While he would have loved to admire her from afar,

Though it would've been as a friend when near,

For there would've been no reason to tear,

As she would've always been near.

He thought it was a meant to be a fairy tale,

Ended up drinking a beer of ginger ale.

That was the price he paid,

As poker of love, was the game he played,

As a loser he walked away, with his heart forever gambled away.
INSPIRED FROM THE PARADES END.
PIC COURTESY: MYSELF