Memories, through windows of a dysfunctional home,
Come rushing through my mind, never leaving me alone.
I made a decision to quit you, and you found a new life,
I will probably never remarry, but you found a new wife.
You have been my hope, my “one”, my confidant, my vice.
I reach out to talk with you, though your acid words aren’t nice.
You have always been there when I need you, behind the email screen,
But I need to step back and understand that we never should have been.
The day you said “I Love You”, is a day I won’t forget.
It lit a fire in my heart, that hasn’t burned out yet.
But I must close the door now, watch your beautiful face disappear,
I need to start a new chapter, walk away, with no more tears.
I can no longer use you as my crutch, my savior or my friend,
We both knew, that over time, this dysfunction had to end.
So I will say goodbye now, as the door swings slowly shut,
I know its the right decision, in my heart, my soul, my gut.