Broke in Two

I met your mother

the other day,

she looked at me in the

most unflattering way.

I knew she was thanking God

that you had found someone new,

she never did think

I was good enough for you.

My future plans were not

what she wanted for her little girl,

so she was thrilled when a rich boy

took you out for a twirl.

It didn’t matter that you

broke my heart in two

as I watched you

slip away out of view.

I was disposable and

it didn’t cost you a thought

to leave me alone after

the devastation that you brought.

But now after

a little reflection,

I realise I was the one who

benefitted from her intervention,

for I believe you have

turned into your mother

and I know I wouldn’t have been

able to cope with another.