Ianto
On Jack's abandonment of him.
I have no rhythm and no poetic ability. It was just an example that I'm now posting due to a confidence boost from OutCold.
It can't be true,
Why would you run,
From us, so few,
How could you go,
When I just had you back?
If your life was mine,
And mine was yours,
If life had a different design,
Could I succeed,
Where you have failed?
A crack of a pistol,
Tells me you're back,
But it's clear as a crystal,
That your heart is another's,
Will never be mine.
Thanks for the help, Hayley. This is your reward.