You are perfect, a sunlight beam.
Still in disbelief, this might be a dream.

How can this gloomy cloud attract a ray of light?
I am a storm yet you fearlessly flew a kite.

It still doesn't make any sense to me.
Like magnets, I am negative, you're miss positivity.

We're polar opposites, night and day.
I am darkness, and you, brought light to my way.

You're an anomaly 'cause you're too good to be true.
I won't give you the same mistakes you had to go through.

You're my sunlight, my brightness, my day.
I might be gloomy but I'll make that smile stay.

I am the moth and you are the flame.
Bodies dropping and you are to blame.

You attract us to your hurtful light.
All of us burning, oh so bright.

Everybody wants a piece of you.
Beautiful light left us to fume.

I want you all for myself.
But this pretty little flame can't help herself.

Sometimes I wonder what I could be?
If not this person I'm obligated to be.

Could I be enjoying myself right now?
Have choices of my own, somewhere, somehow.

I don't want to end up stuck like this.
Chained in mediocrity. I'm better than this.

I want to go places and buy things for myself.
Not count down the days on thoughts I just delve.

But its the right choice, the right thing to do.
Stupid of me, thinking not, what went through.

I'll never be wrong of choosing what's right.
Even if what's right is what I'll forever fight.

I was never the period to your story.                                
A pause, a storm before your glory.
                                  
Our part now history,                                                         ­   
the ifs to our theory.

You’re what a woman should be,                                      
No shamelessness, no indecency.                                      

But I couldn’t give up my religion.                                      
We knew the risk, ‘twas my decision.  
                              
I’ll forever cherish our time together.                                
The nights, days, drives I’ll remember.                              

Months felt like a lifetime with you.                                  
A life we both outgrew.

What a lucky guy he is.
Tying the knot is what you wished.

I’m happy for you.  
You deserve happiness, it is due.

You’ll never get to read this,
But if you somehow see this..

I want to say that I’m glad you’re happy.
Wish you the best, a life without worry.

This is the last poem for and about you.
Best wishes! Goodbye and thank you.

Don’t want to see new pictures of you.
‘Cause in my head I still own you.

I hated your plans without me knowing.
I still feel like I am deciding.

It slowly ended with how less we  connected.
No us, our paths now cemented.

But I still have you as an obsession.
Rid me of your thought, you’re not my possession!

Woke up early.
Slept so poorly.

Got up to make tea.
3rd straight day my cup's *****.

No time for breakfast.
Errand's need to be done fast.

With no concrete information.
"Just this house", no direction.

I hate spontaneity. No plans? It's a biggie.

Ain't the day I listen to rants.
Got no time for my big boy pants.

Flaunting your assets. Drools dripping like faucet.

Is the skin for attention? Parts of you’s all they mention.

Do you want some cover? Eyes exploring you all over.

Kids please don’t imitate. You’ll end up as sorry bait.

It’s hardly admiration. Time ticks for damnation.