She stood by the river,
knowing he would never forgive her.
Her mind flashed back to better days,
especially his loving ways.
He was the love of her life,
she never wanted to be anothers wife.

The water flowed fast,
every motion washed away her past.
She thought she saw a finger,
a sad moment did linger.
Looking up at the beautiful sky,
her heart screamed bye bye.

She threw her last smooches of affection,
knowing this was the final connection.
He would never be disloyal to another,
being a non-swimmer he did smother.
She knew when she pushed him,
his chances of survival would be slim.

Smooches my dear,
you should have never met me here.
Sorry about the shove,
my romantic dove.
I couldn't take anymore,
I know you won't be sore.

G