I Was In Love (She Wasn't) Poem by Randy McClave

I loaned her a dollar
She never paid me back,
All she did was scream and holler
And her clothes she then did pack.
Then she said she hoped I became a millionaire
For her I said a prayer,
I told her a rich man's life i could be living
But, unto her my dollars I have been giving.

She said that she loved me
I told her that I loved her as well,
She said that I was her destiny
But, of our relationship to no one could I tell.
We shared the same jammies and bed
I knew deeply that I was her man,
But, us being a couple could never be said
After her brags and boasts she had another plan.

I think about the love that I gave
And because of love I always put her first,
But, by her I was treated like a slave
With love and charity for others I was cursed.
For love I gave and I happily assisted
I even gave her my very last loaf of bread,
She told everyone that I had never existed
Now she is sleeping in another man's bed.

Randy L. McClave