Untitled for now

I don't know where we went wrong
Love is gone
It has flown
May no longer be grown
I tried to weave
Never to deceive
Only to let my life be sewn
Within your own
As I listen to the song on the radio
"Love hurts" reverberates over and over

I wonder what you are doing
What you are pursuing?
But what does that matter to you?
What can I do to be in your life again?
There are no answers only questions for us
Aggression comes out and all I can do is cuss
I try to move on
I try to let go
But nothing

You were good to me even though at times I expressed differently
I realize that now
Who gets to take the bow?
You helped me through a lot that I was and am going through
Only the pages of our book may I view
In hopes that in the future I may use
The lessons learned to replace the fuse

I hope that one day
Maybe, just maybe we can have our say
That you will realize that jealousy had no part
It wasn't the final dart
But to have at least that one moment a month my dear
That one moment a year
Where the flame we once had will once again flicker with passion and love
If only temporary to remind us what God and Goddess gave us from above

You are still in my heart
Even though we are apart
I will always hold that one special night in my soul
Remembering my first lunar eclipse with you whole
Not too mention all the moments that we shared
The times our souls to each other bared
Our lives intertwining
Our souls even shining

I know that you may disagree
That this you probably don't even see
That this you doubt
You don't have a thing about this to shout
I already know
But how to show
What I am saying and feeling
I have no ceiling
The floor is gone as well now
So, in the great words of Madonna I will "Take a bow"
For "the show is over say good-bye"

I feel that is what you have done
You have won
"Why do you have to be so damn clever?"
Pulling my every lever
"Making me believe that we would be together"
Yes, Plain White T's have come to be part of my weather
But what does it matter anyway
There's nothing that I can do or say
So, what's the point
I might as well blow this Popsicle joint

After all, as everyone wants to say
What happened between us was my fault anyway
I get accused of having a jealous face
Yet others hate to be accused of what isn't the case
But turn right around and make the same accusations at a rapid pace
Like it is a race