It's Over

Don't you feel strange? Why we've turned into like this? Like a stranger, Who reminisce. Wonder if you possibly, Think about us. Or its just me dragging, What happened once? You never meant those words, You wrote on the window. I would ask, if it could, The memories with you to undo. Lemme guess, Is, at least, The "hello" so hard for you to say? Where to make me your valentine, You were on your way. How can I forget the hickey, You gave by your pinch? And now, do we even take, A step towards us a inch? I'm writing and writing, And the thought popped up, Are you worthy enough, For a poem, by me, to write up? It simply took two years, For you to neglect us. And today, for my brain, You are just a disturbance. At the moment, it's so hard, About you to write, 'Cause now you're being, A darkness to my light. Reminders of you, Are dead and buried. I know, there's no more us. And of it, I'm over and done with.