The relationship died a slow, painful death,
yet the bittersweet memories remain.
It ruined my heart, mind and soul
and gave birth to a new me.
I claim that I have changed
while I do my chores with a smile
and pretend as if nothing happened.
But when the night falls silent
and I lie in the comforts of my bed
I shed my tears quietly
and lament over something that is lost forever
and I ask myself why it happened, why?