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Click hereTho the timing displays unjust,
And cruel describes the stage.
Memories remaining are kept a must,
While shaking our fists of rage.
How can perfection abruptly cease?
Transforming the sun to rain.
Struggling now to find one's peace,
That perfection disguised the pain.
Pointed fingers, fault assigned,
How could you quit the game?
Self-reflection, the truth I find,
Yes, me, the one to blame.
When t’was good, t’was the best,
Laughing, writing and fucking.
Needs not met, emotional unrest,
Progression slowed by ducking.
Let you in, you scream at me,
Why turn your back?
Please allow my love, you’ll see,
To cure all you lack.
Dreams be dashed and hearts do split,
For my love who loves another.
Reality's not a story nor skit,
On fantasy, we all do smother.
Trade nothing except the ending,
Amazing trumped the strife.
The outcome is forever pending,
To live our happiest life.
The best of luck, I do wish,
To the wonderful friend and mother.
Happiness sealed with one last kiss,
To my love who loves another.
Perfectly captures the kaleidoscope of emotions one feels in a break-up! Well done.
May the pain abate despite the love that remains and cannot be ignored. Perhaps a reconciliation? One always hopes. Other love may be found, but this love still endures never to be extinguished and always remaining as a glowing ember ready to reignite the passion. Five stars - and eternal hope!