You left me,
no remorse.
I waited,
no recourse.

Not enough
to keep you here.
Never enough
to keep you near.

All the rest
that came along.
Everyone danced
to the same old song.

Something better
lay down the road.
Nothing here
but an ugly old toad.

Yet like the prince
in tales once told.
With a lover’s kiss
a toad becomes gold.