Would you miss me if I were gone tomorrow?
If my breath was gone, would you even care?
Would your heart be choked with grief and sorrow?
Or would you even notice that I wasn’t there?
My silence is ripping out my empty heart
In this, the last battle of our broken war
I’m finally admitting defeat on my part
You have won this time, wounded me sore
I can’t take the lies, deceit and cheating
I refuse to accept that I’m the one at fault
You can go ahead with all your texts and greeting
To all your sex buddies. Please don’t halt
On my behalf. I promise I will now ensure
That I find someone for me, who is more mature