2018 It Was Supposed To Be Our Year Poem by Matthew Holloway

We ended 2017 in hope
that the new year will finally be
the we we always waited for
the one where things fell right
the one we made this love shine
and lived our lives out
the one where we would not hurt
how wrong we were
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It was a ride, a real roller-coaster
we had great highs, oh the laughter
we made love and we sang together
we also cried and held each others hand
we also argued and fought like dogs
we went through motions and we dreamt
of holidays and a future together
that we'd find was never to last
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There was such great sadness
a loss no words can serve
a pain that still lingers inside
hearts broken we still stood
side by side
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The year continued into my fortieth
a break away into the country
the beauty and the romance
the silence and the music
the journey that remains in memory
even to this day
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Onwards into the year
work and words and plans
hardships still came and went
maybe next year would be the one
that would be our year
maybe, once again
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But things came to a head
we drifted our separate ways
together no more in love
but a friendship I do hope endures
a sorry, sad end to this year
which began with such hope
such dream and plans
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Whatever the new year brings
I hope it heals and builds
and you find that happiness
I know you deserve
a toast let 2019 be your year