I Came Along

She wanted a good man So, I came along, Away from her I never ran Her heart she said was filled with song. We quickly became a couple Our joined hands formed a circle, We protected each other from trouble We cleared every hurdle. Inside that circle was just her and I No one else was ever allowed in, No other gal or other guy That's where our life as one did begin. Then she started talking to her friends And then also to her mother, On how the heart never mends When there once was another. Our circle was then broken When she allowed her past inside, To memories she had once again spoken And from me she did run and hide. I treated her joyfully and good Never did I raise anger or hate or a fist I treated her the way true love should Then she left me for a narcissist. Randy L. McClave