Second Thoughts

The day was pure aquamarine,
The shore was beautiful and still,
She stood upon the edge of her horizon

But something told her she was wrong,
Or maybe, he was wrong for her,
A feeling in herself she found surprising

She told him she would marry him,
But now, she’s not so sure;
And in an hour or two,
She’ll tell him this –

And she knows he won’t understand,
She’s not sure she does, either,
But this is how it must be,

It is

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