We are not Acquaintances

“we are not acquaintances; we are not friends.

A once was love, is where our story ends”

We gave up on each other.

Long ago.

And when she left.

She took my soul.

Our name…

Demolished…

Our love…

Abolished

Her hand…

Forsaken…

Her face…

Unshaken.

These are the feelings, that I hold so dear.

I cling to them fiercely; I always keep them near.

I’ve always been one, too dwell for too long.

For my mind, it is weak…

I live in this world, with my heart wide open.

So agony is something, I tend to soak in.

I no longer see this, as a sign of weakness.

I also am a man of words, for I am no longer speechless.

I’ve come to realize where I went wrong

But most days it is still hard; it’s hard to bear the fact that you are gone.

I always thought, I would have you in my life.

And that’s the whole reason I called you my wife.

That’s the whole reason; we shared the same name.

But the vows we took, went up in flames.

I know you left me for all the right reasons.

And I hate that you don’t get to see this season.

So I will say this one last thing, and then I will go.

The love I have for you will always be shown.