Poem #88

Settling is where future goes to die.
You gave up on me, said it was too
hard. I am not hard to love and our
relationship wasn’t too hard to keep
alive. The problem was you were weak.
You settled for a life without me.
Don’t come calling in the middle of
the night when you wake up and
come to realize the woman next
to you isn’t the one your heart wants.

9 thoughts on “Poem #88

  1. Bitterly bold… and well stated.
    When they abandon the relationship, they’ve arbitrarily abandoned all hope, theirs and ours. Now and then they want everyone to sit and smoke pipe dreams long enough for a euphoric taste, before returning to their prime choice. Making us nothing but a side dish before they go home for fresh desert.

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