She left him standing there <br />the way Cinderella did <br />at the stroke of midnight <br /> <br />a glass slipper left laying there <br />like moments now <br />a sweet kiss still lingering <br /> <br />Ran away as if she no longer cared <br />and in the back of his mind <br />their song began to fade <br /> <br />Felt the sting of tears <br />tried to laugh it off <br />inside it cut like a knife <br /> <br />He would dropp down to his knees <br />curse the world if it would change anything <br />just to somehow ease the pain <br /> <br />Better days <br />better ways <br />to go on <br /> <br />She never told him why <br />between the lies and late nights <br />he couldn't see, would he truly have believed <br /> <br />One door opens <br />one door closes <br />that's the way it goes <br /> <br />Knowing know as he looks back <br />she is better off a memory <br />than what she had become anyway <br /> <br />Better days <br />better ways <br />to go on <br /> <br />Go on <br />and learn to love again <br />learn to love again.....<br /><br />Daniel Wittfoth<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/learn-to-love-again/
