Goodbye, My Darling

Just another love poem I wrote after a break up.

It seems that I’ve lost at my own game,
Through no talent of yours,
But foolishness of mine.
You see, I did not know how much

I cared for you.
And I think on you often,
Though not on your faults.
For you have many, like I do.

But you’ve banished me from
Your life and I’m left
Grasping for something,
A memory that is so vibrant.

You knew me best of all,
Though it may not have been much.
But you made me laugh,
Which is more than most can do.

I don’t wish for you to go,
At least not to another temptress.
I want you to be heart broken for me,
As I am stung over you.

I could never love like I write it
You say to me in a whisper
Would that I could
And I would write only for you.