At My Best
/At her worst,
Amy hung my worth
over a silver scale.
A quill had tipped reasons to
stay come this time
next season, we’d
be in separate beds.
But the lessons learned
with a will, there’s a way
to stop the tears, remembering
the cost of her walking out
the door led me to you.
At her worst, I’m at my best.
I can adore you, unlike the rest.
By Andy Cooper
From: United States
Twitter: AC0040