Nothing Left

Our marriage is faltering
There is no help from heaven above
We've agreed to try to compromise
Until there is no love

I know you have a new love
I can feel that it is true
I need  to learn not to care
And not to be in love with you

I hope you can be happy
Even if it is not with me
I will find some one too
If that is what must be

Now I will wish you well
Though I am not sure why
I will just close my door
And have a final cry
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Andresen Avatar
February 28, 2015 at 7:38 AM
- Sad when love dies - A touching and well written poem, "mom" - I wish you a lovely weekend - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Bear Avatar
February 28, 2015 at 8:06 AM
Thank you my dear. I hope that you have a fantastic weekend as well. Hugs Edith
Manassian Avatar
February 27, 2015 at 3:34 PM
I'm sure this is true for many people, Mama Bear. Some can walk away, others stay because of obligations, and the very few....wish the other well. Lovely write.
Manassian Avatar
February 27, 2015 at 3:44 PM
HAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!! Hmmmmmm....Never did go for blond. Will stick to black, thank you! XO
Bear Avatar
February 27, 2015 at 3:43 PM
No you are not meant to be a red head sorry Try blond!!!
Manassian Avatar
February 27, 2015 at 3:41 PM
SO true!!! No, I love my black hair...Played around with the settings a bit to give me a fiery look! ;) Like it? Hugs
Bear Avatar
February 27, 2015 at 3:38 PM
So now you are a red head!!!LOL Some people never have the nerve to walk away gracefully. We need to remember that we are the most important person in our lives and everyone will be happy if we are. Thanks for the visit Hugs Edith
Allison Avatar
February 27, 2015 at 1:18 PM
oh mama bear this is simply heartbreaking!:-) Hugs Jan xx
Allison Avatar
February 27, 2015 at 1:49 PM
I know Mama bear I write a lot of fiction writes too - so lovely when people think it is real makes you feel you have done a credible poem:-) Hugs Jan xx
Bear Avatar
February 27, 2015 at 1:45 PM
That is OK it is not for real. It is just something that popped into my head. Happiness is my lifestyle right now Hugs Edith
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