You're Just Another Girl

I've seen some pretty girls before, My heart has played love's game, I've even been thrilled to the core, Sometimes some joy to claim... Sometimes my love began one week, Yet faded with the next, Or limped along, till cold and bleak, Used-up, then quite perplexed... I've known the pining and regret, My life's like shattered dreams, I've grown, of course, yet can't forget Such sorrow-filled extremes... So much, in fact, that love feels strange, Yet that's the way it goes, Or till my life I rearrange, Upset at what love shows... I've given gifts I thought enough, My tenderness revealed, I've sometimes penned my thoughts of love, So often left concealed... So, pardon me, if I play safe, Yet that's the way I am, Outspoken, yet not always brave, Until I give a damn... Denis Martindale October 2016. The poem has an acrostic message that is the opposite of the verses in plain sight. I MISS YOU... I MISS YOU... I MISS YOU...