More poetry – who would have thought

100 sleepless nights. What of it ?

Things started to get stale
Between my girl and I
There’s plenty of fish in the sea
I thought.

I casually told her
It wasn’t working out between us
She cried and threw things at me
I let her rant and calmly smoked a cigarette.

But some time later
After she had moved out
I saw her with another
Through the cafe window

She was laughing
Happy, her eyes sparkling
And my heart ached
As I realised my mistake.

What is my punishment
For my ignorance
I wonder
A hundred sleepless nights ?


About TI

TI is based in Auckland, New Zealand. TI's somewhat eclectic interests include (but are certainly not limited to) legal humour (the law can be funny), good wine, the search for the best possible chocolate, alcoholic beverages, travel, commercial aircraft, photography, weird news stories and classical music.
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