Her man came back,
and she left town.
Leaving little or nothing
to return to.
How she had waited for him
for 365 days and nights.
Whether or not she's happy now,
is irrelevant
and not up to you or I.
In life it's the choices we make when we're in love
that are the right choices.
s./j. goldner
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/how-did-everything-get-so-fucked-up/