The Gentle Dying of Life Past

A poem written this time last year

Told of our joys and trials overcome

Now I write to say goodbye for the last time

 

Once spoke of future goals and past gatherings

Now silence fills the void

I prepare for the inevitable

 

I will always love you

So this end is bittersweet

Both choices make me mournful and rejoiced

 

Goodbye my dear

They say two hears come together and fall apart

For the greater good

 

It breaks my heart to leave

And I will be lonely once more

But I don’t regret it

 

We can scream and make up

For six months of bliss

And start this again

 

Or we can end this now

Remaining courteous strangers

With a shared past

 

Yes people will reference this

And it will sting

But I’ll remember