Yesterday you were my poetry
and today you’re a forgotten poem.
Death didn’t tear us apart
but your decision did
and our forever didn’t last long.
I’ve waited so long for you
that my eyes don’t want to see you anymore.
You taught me how to love and how not to care.
Fifty eight minus one doesn’t make any difference
and I’m the one.
Well, Happy Bday
and thanks for being my ex and my biggest failure of life.