“MY LIFE THIS WEEK” by Bob Abramson

I feel like I’ve been led down the primrose path.
It started like a new beginning was unfolding.
I was told I was a great friend, why don’t we take it to the next level?
When I responded of my inadequacy, you left me like the wind.
The table was set, but for others.
Being left out of all the love in your house at Thanksgiving was going to be hard to take.
It appeared to your friends that you were enamored with a young marine.
You denied it.
Funny, he got the invite, I got left in the cold.
Time to move on.
Happy T.

© 2010