Let this poem be a man reminiscing of his unbearable love life, beginning with his sophomore year and ending with his death.
You and I were meant to be,
Fated to build a family tree,
Ever since the day we met,
Ever since the day you let
Me become closer to you,
My heart proudly grew,
The same heart I gave to you.
My life I handed to you.
Two years later, we parted our school,
Four years after, you became the fool,
Never calling me; you’re always so busy,
Never writing a letter; never made me better,
Ignoring my calls; making me fall,
Making me walk; making me crawl.
Six years later, college was completed,
By then, my emotions had me defeated,
But then I received a letter,
(A letter that changed my life forever),
A high school reunion asked everyone to come,
I was struck deaf and dumb, because
I can finally see you; I can finally hear you,
I can finally touch you; at last, I can love you.
That reunion was when I saw you had become
A fiancée, your ring was on your finger, from
Your husband who was by your side,
His smiles wide with pride,
His love for you, apparently,
Was much greater than I could ever be,
And the heart I gave you, you let it die, since
You were to become a bride.
Hurts so much that you’re still so attractive,
Your personality still alive, fully active,
And your eyes still shined, gateways to heaven,
Why can’t you realize, that
You’re still the special girl that I’ll always adore.
I left the campus; I couldn’t take it anymore.
My face, you don’t remember,
My name, you don’t remember,
My love, you don’t remember.
I drove back home, feeling alone,
I never knew how much this love was true,
But I knew, then and there, what I had to do.
So through the tears, my mind was racing,
A rope on my neck, feet on a stool,
It is death that I am facing.