loss for words

bona fide

you are a written memoir, a tale, a fable.
in ways of uncertainty, it can make you quite unstable

a trail of tears blazed as it rolls down each cheek.
the gibberish that escaped our mouths,
it pours out like a crack in a dam.
it felt so real, it keeps me alive.
our love was my defibrillator.
i didn't know it was over
until it was over

as you walked away on a path of regret,
the regret of being with me.
i'm sure i didn't mean that much to you
because it's not that easy to throw away a love like ours.
our love was bona fide.

as always i have no words.
they left when you did.
you'd think i'd move on,
but not as fast as you did.
i do have a heart,
it's just a little dead.

this story was a full stop in the end,
with the love lost, it almost had no begin.