Drenching Nights Spent In Tears

How can you say goodbye?
Knowing my heart floods,
From drenching nights spent in tears.

How can you do this,
With your touch so missed.
What has been done,
To cause us to split.

How can you tell your friends I'm cruel?
When the gossip on the streets,
Depicts me as your fool.

You've used me as a tool.
A toy you've cast aside.
And here I find myself,
Crying alone.
When it is you that has destroyed,
Both your dignity and pride!

You couldn't even keep that,
For me to reminisce.

How can you say goodbye?
Knowing my heart floods,
From drenching nights spent in tears.
Knowing someone will hurt you much more.
More than you believed,
I could.
Would,
And did!

What kind of pain did you run from me to numb?
What kind of hurt is there for you to feel,
That has not to me already come?
What is this that has been done?
Who interfered and inflicted us with this for fun?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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