“We should break up”
I wish it was that blunt,
that simple. I wish I had the heart
to tell it directly to your face.
But what we did was dance around it,
until its fatal poison pulsates
from our hearts to our veins
marrying our blood
until it consumes us making it
uglier than it already is –
giving life to monsters we both feared,
until it clouded our judgments
until you hurt me more than I can allow you to,
until you curse me in your head.

We did it in a barely clever
hardly subtle way,
and I wish we could have done it differently
so that maybe, just maybe,
I could think of you without
that bitter taste in my mouth
and you will be a
distant beautiful memory.
Our ending was bad,
maybe it is the only worth
of the half decade we had.