This is the part I hate,
the part
where we divide
assets,
divide memories,
oh, I remember this CD,
we danced and laughed
twirling round and round.
Would you like half of that,
or how about the way our little girl
learned how to ride her first
bike and the time we lost our first child,
the many times
I've bailed you out,
the uncountable tears shed
for each one of your
lies and affairs.
How do I give you half
of what's left
when you've taken
the very best of me,
like my trust & unconditional love,
the way we'd sit with out
a word,
our minds spoke to each other,
maybe
I can divide the many times
we made love
and you'd finish before I did, the many friends
I've given up
because you felt left out,
& didn't want them around
or the many nights of
isolation when you went out...
We should
separate & divide
the moments
when sparks flew
day one at that BBQ
You & I were best friends,
we'd even finished each others sentences,
sometimes a gesture a glimpse
or a look was all it took,
no words
and we most times then not understood...
14 years I knew the good man
the best friend, You divided him,
Vows said and brown eyes
held mines for 11 years
8 of them were so blissful,
3 of them were unbearable
after you slept with my best-friend
because
you couldn't compete with me
getting my education
why compete
when you had already won,
never were you second
until you put you self there.
I can't believe it's come to this,
*but I should of expected,
since
you've always had
one foot out the door,
like you
didn't belong here.
Can you divide
the many times
we'd have a fight
for the most silliest & unimportant things
like who ate the last piece of cake
or who dranked my apple juice
the making up was so good.
How about
the times we traveled
and because of me
you got to go to Canada
for father's day June 2008
or travel every where east...
Let's tally up and separate
the times
we've danced to no music
or made snow angles,
the times we spent on
a mountain top
cuddled by a camp fire,
the stories of us
isn't pose to be over
but how
can we now
deduct all this, write it up on sheets of paper
who gets which memories,
who take with them this much
good & bad history?
The many love letter's
hand written to each other
long before you ever went to jail,
or the times when
we'd lay in bed & just laugh
talking of nothing important,
can they-- them lawyers calculate
and divide the many miscarriages
caused by your stress,
or the many times your voice carried hate for me,
or the times we've had *** in the lake,
the first time on your face
when you seen your first ocean,
& the New York high-rises.
The tear you cried on
the day we were married,
or how about
they divide the way you told me
you no longer loved me
you never wanted me
and our marriage has run it's course,
like most have done and said to me-- you told me
my best wasn't ever good enough,
how she'll always in your eyes
be way better than me
but you, still after saying this **** didn't leave...
Let's not forget our very first kiss
you sunk it and yet my head reeled.
Can we divide the many nights
you'd hold me
for no reason at all
or when we first dated & you'd call,
member we talked
on the phone until
the break of dawn,
our very first fight--
yo *** came to my house
& slept at my door
and promised ever to hurt me.
Too late
O'too late for regrets when
those promises weren't all the way met,
because we can't divide
the lonely nights
the hitting me and cheating,
the hours staying up wondering
if you're alright,
the many times our
girls begged me
not to leave you.
To give daddy just
one more change, please mommy
or the many times they've
felt it was because of them
things went from
great,
ok,
to terribly bad,
or the many
memories of you
and that beautiful smile and how
you lit up their world
yet sadly teaching them how a man treats a girl,
how for now on anytime
they think their in love
it'll be your ****** up
****** off mistreatment
they'll be reminded of.
Remember when you told our girls you'd
always be there,
right here for them & even me,
the many times they'd wake up
from a nightmare
you'd
sooth all
their worries & doubts,
or even the time's
I'd wake screaming?
You'd hold me
tightly & so close,
but little did I know
the screams
that woke me
would be from the
membrance of
Us & the disappointment
I now feel for ever falling
for you!
Can You Divide?
Always Me K.Ayeshah ®
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Divorce is such a ugly then, staying too though can be or become ugly. Best to remember and move on, if you can't move on least let him or her...Time can heal but it'll feel like it's taken way too long and for some it just wont and you have to face it head on.