Third Time Lucky. A poem.

Twice I have loved
Many more I have not
But twice it went sour
Like milk left out too long, shelf life expired

Twice I have loved
Felt so good for a bit
But twice realised
They weren’t the right fit, mortal square pegs

Twice I have loved
Hearts long were in sync
Twice I was wrong
Should’ve trusted gut instinct, churning inside

Twice I have loved
And twice was mistaken
Now I seek one last time
True love never breaking, unlimited, unbound


Ever get the feeling you didn’t get it right the first time? Or the second? Here’s a poem I wrote to celebrate third time lucky, whenever and wherever she may be.

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