Person of her days - 1/2

You need yourself more than you need them

A small town girl,

With quiet a modest dreams.

Got caught in worldly swirls,

Struggling to get out it seems.

 

Never craved a heavy bank balance

Or a good ol' Victorian bungalow,

Just someone to love her immense

And to hold her hand through the lows.

 

Stepped out of her safe haven,

Completely unaware.

The world is very vicious

Where nobody indeed cares.

 

Taking advantage of her innocence,

He wickedly laid the bait;

She fell for him immediately,

Believing he finally came to her gate.

 

Oblivious to his nasty intentions

she wore her heart on her sleeve.

Lost herself in his recurrent thoughts.

Beautiful dreams she began to weave.

 

One day out of the blue he said,

He no longer fancied her!

Devastated by his ruthless words

Her dreams became a blur.