I still remember the day I met you.
Shy,
Nervous,
You blew me way beyond the moon.
I remember saying “I’ll think about it”.
I lied,
My mind was already made and it had to be you,
The knife of your charm cut through.
I remember saying YES!
I remember that ring slip unto my finger,
Oh, that moment would linger,
Forever.
You didn’t drink,
Smoke,
Stay out,
How stupid would I have been to shut you out?!
You couldn’t hurt a fly,
You couldn’t even bear the thought of seeing me cry,
Not a day would pass by,
Except that you tell me how I’m the apple of your eyes.
Our wedding,
The wedding night,
Etcetera.
It was worth the wait and lonely nights.
But all that was before the past 62 weeks.
Yes, I count the weeks,
Your palm prints on my cheeks,
My black eye, a kiss of your fist,
With a few curses in the mix,
That’s what its been for me.
What went wrong?
That’s what I don’t know.
But I guess I’ll have to figure that out on my own,
Because I’m done!
Yes! I’ve had enough!
Don’t come calling, you won’t find me.
But maybe,
Just maybe, if I figure it all out, you’ll find me,
Oops! Guess what?
I don’t want to figure it out!
I’ll just strike your name out,
Or try to.
But there’s no us anymore!
You were too good to be true.
True,
Because you weren’t true.
Yes, you were a lie.
What you are now is the truth,
A brute.
No goodbyes.
You don’t deserve any,
Because you just let good pass you by.
Take care,
Honestly, do I really care?
No, I’m done caring.
So, bye.
Oh, One last favour
If you can,
Cease to exist.
It would make the world a better place.
End it! Walk!
Source:
http://rebelliousxiv.wordpress.com/2012/12/08/enough/