And so you turn up, 

From the past, 

Asking me, 

To be perfect, 

Only I'm not, 

Im a flawed diamond, 

All my curves, 

All my edges 

So don't ask me to be 

Perfect, 

You did long ago 

And then you chose her, 

Over me, 

And I can't help but feel, 

That you think, 

History will repeat itself, 

And I shall fall 

Again at your feet, 

But know this, 

I have lived many lives, 

Since you, 

And wore many a hat, 

Waitress, 

Office worker, 

Teacher, 

Factory worker, 

Cleaner and such, 

Mother, daughter, 

Mistress,  wife 

Ive even been, 

The fantasy in 

A guys dream 

And you see Mr Runner, 

Im not perfect, 

But I have my pride and you, 

Chose her for your bride, 

So don't tell. Me what to do, 

We were 17, 

I was young,  

And foolish, 

I fell for your blue eyes, 

Blonde hair, 

But I have loved many since, 

Some guys, 

Some gals, 

Know this,  

Xx xxx 

I will not fall for your charms again 

Mr runner guy.