She wanted you,

but she needed something else

not for herself though

so she did what she knew best

she let her wishes go

she choose the need

and she did get it

she should be happier-a bit

now that what she needed was here

But let me tell you what she could not bear

her want was slowly turning into a need

the wound she had so hastenly tied 

began to bleed

How could she now hold on?

for what was once hers had now gone

How could she demand an exchange?

the want she didn't need was not in her range

Nevertheless she mourns

At full moon , each rain

but all in vain! All in vain!

-sanahir