The way you left the relationship just shows the type of person you really are.

Poetry is just emotion distilled,
but before that, the cup must be spilled.
Passion and pain, must come and go,
before the poetry shall flow.

And when the world stops so still,
and it all becomes a frozen chill,
along comes emotion to thaw it out,
and then a ripple comes about.

And ripples grow to so much more
and so there is, poetry to adore.

There is no point, all is dust,
my life will end, as all things must.
No feeling is worth the pain of life,
a pointless waste, filled with strife.
So with this blade I'll end it all
and into peace, I'll finally fall.

Months later I still wake up missing you
With your perfect voice and eyes so blue
After how long is not okay to cry?
After how long will I stop wanting to die?
Things change and feelings fade
You’ve forgotten our memories made.
You were everything you said you weren’t
Your fiery perfection got me burnt
I still remember every minute,
Your life goes on but I’m not in it.

Endless possibilities, I won't be controlled,
no such thing as fate, don't trust the lies I've been told.
Mind over matter I'll get what I want,
destroy destiny and it leave so gaunt.
I won't bow to the whim of the past,
I'll make my own future, forever to last.

I'd pretended for so long,
that I'd forgotten it was real.
So when things started to go wrong,
I didn't know what to feel.
I slowly slipped away from you.
then blamed you when you left.
I lost myself in feeling blue
and forgot about your theft.
I was so sure I had forever,
that I'd forgotten about right now.
Now I know I wasn't clever,
because I let you forget how;
You were my muse,
and I loved you so.
Now I write like this as if it's news,
but I messed up long ago.
I finally understand
but took me far too long.
The time's no longer at hand,
and I was far too wrong.