For Good

Compassion spread across her days

The weather got better in ways                                  

You said it’s cause

She knocked on wood

While it’s really because

He’s gone for good

Even her coffee tasted better

And the icy cold felt more like sweater weather

Oh she truly thought

He was who she was gonna marry

But now their relationship is

In a figurative cemetery

If she had read this ten years ago

She’d cry

Because honestly, she would have sold her soul

For a guy

God the things she would do

For male validation

But now she finds joy

In her trash relationship’s expiration