Life was always so easy for him,
If she was a song on the radio
He’d simply change the channel;
to a new song, a different melody.
One day all the radio stations played the same old soundtrack.
She was quite inevitable.
He realized her song was not a remix.
Life was easy for him;
he could turn off the radio or listen on.
There she was,
Quite forgotten words for her own song
Busy learning the chords to his tune,
strumming on her heart strings.