monday midday thought #1

catefrances

the wind blows over her as if blowing the cobwebs from her life
the scent of jasmine fills the air and she feels a change a-coming
she craves what he can't give her and she doubts he ever will
he doesn't crave her enough and that's what kills her
it shouldn't be this hard and the effort drags her down
its time for her to show some dignity and treat herself right
so many one sided conversations she's had and too many chances she's given
the words she hears on the wind are for her and this time she will listen
cause all she says to him falls on deaf ears