It's too bad it died.
Love we tried to keep,
Ecstatic.
Then one day it dried.
To sit in a bitterness...
That welcomes an admitted emptiness.
It's pointless to deny,
I have cried myself to sleep.
And it is never okay...
To just walk away.
Pretending two do not bleed.
From a relationship,
That has broken into bits.
The magic had quit its believin'.
It left our eyes,
To take a flight away.
That magic felt had quit its existence.
To leave heartbreak in a place that aches,
Everyday.
And in every way.
That happiness we had is gone.
I can not fathom a lost appetite to eat.
I feel a side of me that has grown colder.
To pick and choose from leftovers...
Unsatisfying and tasteless,
When expectations were left high...
On sweetened familiar treats.
The magic had quit its believin'.
It left our eyes,
To take a flight away.
That magic felt had quit its existence.
To leave heartbreak in a place that aches,
Everyday.
And in every way.
Lawrence S. Pertillar
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/broken-into-bits/
