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Sep 2020
She’s such a silly over, sentimental, rapturous romantic..pulling at her heart strings that are vulnerable and pendanic..falling in and out of love-struck situations in a mad dash rush..every single guy that gives her the eye.. she thinks is lush

But when will she learn its been a long time since she left school..and as she’s picking up the pieces she feels just like a sad old fool..crying in her coffee cup perhaps she needs something stronger..and every time it happens her heartache grieves a little longer..she never listens to her loved ones and her friends are just the same.. all suckers for a ladies man..so gullible what a shame

Her Mother says she will be single until her dying day.. if she lets men walk all over her and leave her in dismay..yet those words just make her all the more determined not to take care..with every roving eyed philanderer that follows her out there..Oh mercy me if only the right man would come along..after cupid shot his arrows and that cupids never wrong.. but time and time again she’s fallen head over heels..as her girlfriends sympathise coz they know exactly how she feels

Yet who know’s what’s around that corner in the circles of her life.. maybe’s someday soon she will meet someone decent and make them a ****** good wife.. well only time will tell but this lady will not change.. as her selfconfidence gets shattered and her spirit rearranged.. the trouble is that she isn’t getting any younger.. and that neediness desire to be married is her hunger..so que sera sera my dear that future is not ours to see..tho if you learned by your mistakes you would stay happy. single and free...
Written by
Jill Tait
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