Mind’s Made Up

I pick all the wrong men
Not because I know, no better
possibly, because everything that had
seemed picture perfect,
reminded me that nothing is perfect

Too good, to be true
is a foreign phrase for those
who think they don’t deserve more

I know, I deserve more
Even after the men have picked and pulled
Even after the heart of mine said, not again
I decided temporary was perfect for me
and I wanted my old fling home

Love Notes, J. Saunders

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