Miss to missus

A day back then, walking in
Never realizing, never guessing.
As a sparkle on a crackle, they acquainted!
Yet never really mine, the miss.

Days went by, hearts closed in
Never realizing, never accepting.
As to clear the air, he cut the cord!
Yet never really mine, the miss.

Months went by, passion called out
Never realizing, never backing.
As they came all out, she kissed!
Yet never really mine, the miss.

Years gone by, reminiscence rushed
Never realizing, never unapologetic.
And by beating the bush, she married!
And never really mine, the missus.

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