Horrible Constant Change

A poem about love, and how sometimes even the best things die.

Your eyes once softened by love,
Now hardened by hate,
You know, just as I do, that I am slipping away.

You said don't give me lust
That you knew where it led,
Which is where we are now.

So I forced it upon you,
Even then I knew,
There just was no way.

So now here we are,
Tied by unbreakable bonds,
Secrets, and things we can't forget.

I am sorry for the pain I have put you through,
Yet feel no pain or guilt in doing so,
So now I bid you good bye, forever, and always.

And in the words of me "toodles"