And when I realised the door was closed you really didn't think that would be enough...

(I) Slowly the lips create a compound,
Softly the lips make a mish mash of sloppy sounds,
As I stare upon the table the screams become enough of an endorphin inducer soothe.
(II) The ring I had in my hand was to become added with worm,
And marked across my chest as you calmly look at me and smile and say:
"Nothing matters as long as I have you...I will never look at another man again."
(III) You are spread across my lap in a sprawled position like a sleeping donkey,
Majesty wasn't really your forte but I didn't care about others and their polish,
But when I look into your eyes and they stare back at me: abhorrence.
(IV) Tonight I look at phase one of breaking up: look at the negative, the relationship,
I write out my problems on the car door but you breath on them and they blur,
You breath away all the problems. Not caring to consider that my trachea: it falters.
(V) Give yourself into the lustful incite and you are happy,
Staring in a vertical direction towards sensitive areas organs ripen and grow: erect.
"I love you...I will never look at the other man again...my body is yours."
(VI) The closest thing to closure I can assume is the law of man,
The man gets what he doesn't want: tantrum induces adrenaline fury: stab in the face.
The lights are turned out as the fuse leads to multiple pins: dramatic irony.
(VII) Awake as I listen I can hear the man gurning in his sleep. The eyes achromatic,
Leap off the platform that you are formerly on to debt in your paroxysm.
Only to be caught by the bete noire and dragged to verisimilitude.
(VIII) WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME!!!? I DID NOTHING TO FUCKING HURT YOU!!!!
"I am no longer your wife...I don't love you...I take back my promise...I hate you..."
Simplicity in anger can very easily asphyxiate you into sans.
(IX) Eyes open. The bar door has been left ajar with the words written on your door:
"I have fucked #00482 people"...there numbers giving you reassurance in your head,
Love was given to the children and chlamydia you no longer wanted.
(X) Clone me, love me, find another, you miss me, you forget me, love another.
As long as you breath you will find another and I will tear. I will never stop loving you.
Maybe if I wait she'll see that: I have eighty years.