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My long-time love dumped me on Christmas Day,
	      	decades ago. He coldly said we were
		too different. His verbal sucker-punch
		was devastating. All became a blur.

		I crashed into a deep, dark, lonely pit
		and cried for weeks. I feared I would go blind.
		Who breaks up with someone he doesn’t hate	
		on Christmas? How could he be that unkind?

		Though sometimes haunted by this long-lost love,
		in time I did rise up and find my way
		out of that awful place where I was plunged
		by one who broke my heart on Christmas Day.

		I came to realize there had been signs,
		but then, I saw just what I wished to see.
		The saying “young and foolish” comes to mind,
		but just the “foolish” half applied to me!

		When he began to skip our mid-week date
		and make some lame excuse, I told myself,
		“Now don’t be childish. This change doesn’t mean
		that he’s about to put you on the shelf!”

		He started finding fault with how I LIVED:
		“You spend too much time with your family.”
		I let it slide, but it did seem unfair
		due to his choice to spend less time with me!

		I now see what I should’ve seen back then,
		the coming of the end. I should have known
		his love—if it WAS ever love--was dying.
		My poor heart broke when his turned into stone.



February 3, 2023
for the I Shoulda Seen It Coming Contest
Sponsor: John Lawless

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