The colour had faded from your cheeks when I saw you last,
You hung loosely from me when you touched my skin.
You used to be so supportive, so apt,
but I feel no comfort anymore, nothing fits.
I can’t get you off of my mind,
for you made me feel so confident, you were a beacon of hope.
Everyone loved you, loves you,
when I talk of you they get jealous.
We just didn’t work,
it wasn’t the same the last time we met.
That’s how I knew it was over,
it didn’t feel right.
You left me comfortless,
it just wasn’t what I needed.
I never thought I’d be on the market again,
oh yellow bra, how you served me well.