If only you had whisked me away,
Like you told me,
I wouldn't be here now.
If only you had not broken a heart,
But only mended,
I wouldn't be here now.
If only you were perfect,
I wouldn't have loved you.
If only I hadn't met you,
I would have loved another.
If only you were ambitious,
I wouldn't be with the one I am with now.
You did break a heart.
You didn't mend tears or scars,
You left me there in the cold.
Left me for better.
Thank God you did.
It was the best worst thing you have ever done.
I can only thank my lucky stars that you are gone.
Out of my life.
Out of our life.
I have begun again.
Hopeful, willing, knowledgeable, happy, safe.
It's comforting to know that when I was with you, I felt none of that.
Thank you.
Thank you for making me realize,
You are my personal regret.
You are not the one.
Good riddance.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
maybe it sounds as if he wasn't right for you but you say that based on how he made you feel was he really not the one and if so and your happiness does stem from knowing what he didn't do for you then what was it that made you stick with him in the first place