Isn't it funny

When I turn myself off , close myself out, that's when you start trying?

It's a shame that you didn't start trying until it was too late.

Years of neglect, hurt and constant compromise on my part, did you really think I would be able to sustain any sort of love or affection for you after this many years? Funny how the erosion of love comes so quietly and yet ends so abruptly, it's gone, vanished with constant tides of pain.

Didn't you think I would eventually have enough?

I guess you thought I was needy,

I guess you thought I was desperate,

I guess that is why you laughed in my face when I told you I was leaving, you said where the hell would you go?

It's a shame that you will find out what you are missing after it's too late.

It's always this way isn't it.

Men are always looking for something else,

Constantly eyeing other opportunities,

Wondering what they can get away with, and really, will we ever know what you really get away with? No, your lies and omissions will go with you to the grave, and now so shall mine.

You will wake up one day soon and realize that your selfishness has turned this vibrant, peaceful, woman into an empty soul, you have taken everything good from me and destroyed it.

But there is hope, the end is not here yet,

Perhaps I will find what I have always wanted,

Perhaps freedom will bring life into my empty soul again,

one can only hope.