Sayonara Poem by Anita Khelawan

My muse is not so amusing

Our love has become confusing

I'm fighting a battle that's loosing

I had enough I think I'm leaving

 

Leaving you for good

I'll find someone who will discover my worth

You treat me so volatile, I feel like dirt

Our relationship will never see marriage

Even if I presented to you our baby in a carriage

 

But that's life for me

All along I thought it was more between us

And all along I was probably the homie

 

I got to stop love - like you

I got to open my eyes and look - see - surpass you

When love intervenes you and I

You are first and everything else become secondary

'I was his friend and not his wife

I should have acted in that capacity

And maybe then this breakup would have been;

One of those things instead of a tragedy'.

 

 

Copyright© Anita Khelawan 08-07-2017