It was so long ago Six years can come and go I wonder if I can still say, “Hate to say I told you so.”
Now I’ve fallen so low I wonder if it still applies How evil you were in my eyes... The wickedness of your lies...
You had made promises, but they weren’t kept Yet you maintained all your self-respect When forgave all the wrong you had done You never offered any real apology You replied instead, “Girls just want to have fun.”
...Shallow you were ...Shameless you remain And I can't live my life that way This aged memory Serves to remind me That people we really love Should not be enjoyed selfishly You didn't comfort me during my sorrows Didn't help keep our relationship stable Like a sponge, you laid passively Absorbing the good I offered selflessly Others may squeeze to get something from you But that is just something I cannot do.
You chose to live a loveless life How could you have made a good wife? But a life of holding yourself dear Is the kind which I must always fear
This poem was written in 2011, and is based on events about 6 years before that. Read the first 4 lines (not to mention the title) and you'll see quickly what it's about. I've made a few edits over the years, including lengthening it. Today, I made a few smaller edits and removed a couple of lines. It's not perfect, but it may be the best I can do. Suggestions are welcome.