Without a Trace

Questioning myself whether to let go and move on; Trying not to believe our love is gone. Days and weeks go by without an incoming call; Not even a letter. Nothing at all. Wondering why my life has come to this state; celebrating birthdays and holidays without a mate. Surely there are other fish in the sea; But the only fish I desire is a Pisce. I love deeply and with every fiber of my being; Through the lies, broken promises, and adultery. Having the nerve to ask me "how do I know that you've changed"; Now that's derange. I have my faults as well; My jealousy and abuse also helped our marriage to fail. The difference is that I continued to love, forgive, and stay true; As he continues to neglect his step children, who all love him too. He has left us hanging on for so long; That by the time he realizes it, we'll be all long gone.