I knew it was over

I knew it was over when I started waiting more,  
Talking to me became to you just like a mundane chore.

I knew it was over when your texts got shortened,  
Our fights became usual, and I kept feeling frightened.

I knew it was over when you found another choice,  
How happily you told me about his compliments twice.

I knew it was over when you started getting distant,  
I tried holding on the rope, but resistance was resistant.

I knew it was over when you began to disappear,  
The moment I feared was suddenly near.

I knew it when reassurances fell flat at times,  
Hollow words, redundant phrases, and overused rhymes.

I knew you were gone, even when you were very near,  
Presence means nothing without love, without care.

I knew it was over when your eyes lost their spark,  
The distance kept on growing, leaving its mark.

I knew it when with you, I felt so alone,  
I had said you Goodbye long before you were gone.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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De Beaulieu Avatar
July 13, 2024 at 3:28 PM
Hello Simon Akhtar, so nice to meet you. Your better offr without her. enjoy your evening my cfriend. /Darlene/
De Beaulieu Avatar
July 14, 2024 at 10:31 AM
Hello Simon, I will. It is nice to meet you. enjoy your day my friend. /Darlene/
Akhtar Avatar
July 13, 2024 at 9:41 PM
Thank You so much, Darlene:) Stay happiest ?
Knox Avatar
July 13, 2024 at 8:38 AM
Nice poem. It flows well. I enjoyed reading it. Keep writing. Expression is the best give we poets have. It provides catharsis in moments of pain or hurt.
Akhtar Avatar
July 13, 2024 at 9:42 PM
Thank You so much for kind words:) Means a loy Phillip. :))
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