Of the myriad details I told you,
There is a critical one I forgot.
As the heartache continues to accrue,
Endure this relationship, I cannot.
At the outset I thought you hung the moon,
You treated me so amazingly great.
Our swirling melody, now out of tune,
While your endless apologies, too late.
I try not to have regrets in my life,
They have created who I am today.
But your biting remarks cut like a knife,
While you disparage all that I convey.
One final thing I forgot to tell you,
Our mockery of a couple is through.
“Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worse kind of suffering.” ~ Paulo Coelho