I miss the love of years ago.
Her admiration doesn't show.
Her knight in armor that I was.
The man she promised God she'd love.
Arm and arm we traded rings.
We shared our love . Our life and things.
The years have gone from one to many.
Her love for me . She hasn't any.
Living together . But grown apart.
Just a shell without a heart.
No kisses. Hugs . Or smooth caresses.
No holding hands . No pretty dresses.
What have I done to fall from grace?
What am I doing in this empty place ?
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