For David

(Cuz that's what heartbroken ones do: we write bad poetry)

There once was a boy named David
Who sat in his room and hated
The world and the women in it.
His heart had been broken
By she who was chosen
As his love forevermore.

So alone David sat
Like a mouse from a cat.
Sad eyes never lie
But to say goodbye
To a love that is nevermore.

There once was a boy named David
Who sat in his room and hated
The world and the women in it.
Till the door cracked open
And David found hope in
The love he would share once more.