Literature
Lady In White
She wore White,
I wore Black,
We were just,
Meant to be.
She was a snack,
I was the bite,
Together forever,
It's meant to be.
She was the cereal,
I was her milk,
Within eachother,
Like no-one else.
And then there was me,
Young and stupid,
I fled,
Couldn't deal with it.
Now there is me,
Older and wiser,
Regretting it all,
Where is my White.