Dear World, I apologize if this seems like a cheap attempt at romanticizing something that is already dead.
but i must at least try and put down my feelings of joy and love before they are all too quickly drowned in the sea of bitterness pain and hate.
I must first write about how gentle his kisses were how strong and tender his touch was, how much love i saw when i looked in his eyes.
(before i turn and call him, devils spawn, son of a gun worthless good for nothing.)
I should mention his words of love his meaningful promises and how i needed to believe him
(before i say out loud how deceitful he was, lying pond-****.)
I'll try to tell you, how it felt to be loved by him and to love him back how strong we were how we both let this go
(before i dump the weight of guilt at his door, and sum it all with its his fault)
i will say now and here, how much I love him still and how much i miss him and wish him well and want him back.
(then for sure i will walk out tall and proclaim my disenchantment and wish a plague of a thousand years on him, and tell the world i do not love him and never will)
so world again forgive me, for this confusion that i add to your foray of days but i must.