You didn’t want a forever.
All I wanted was to be together,
but you basically said “never”.
No more of my lipstick
on your neck
it’s making me sick.
No more of my letters,
please, take back all your sweaters.
No more “only for you”
when you actually
wouldn’t mind having two.
I can’t be the person you want me to be.
It kills me, it really does.
You won’t see me in a white dress,
I won’t see you at the end of the aisle,
we won’t say “I do”.
This is the last love poem
I’m writing for you.
©Copyright 2014 by Shaz at For The Love Of Sass
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