Diary Of A Forsaken Soul

She wore her sadness like a sweater that got heavier in the rain, hotter in the sun, and thinner in the wind. Guilt was written all over her face, and what was gone,she could not chase. She wished she was still a virgin,a virgin at love, so that she would never get hurt, But a litter of tears was all she could save,as the love of her life was now a free agent out in the world,