I dwelled at that moment on what I had done,
And considered the weight of the monster I’d become.
Then I thought, No, a monster I was not.
She deserved this fate, and that, I’d forgot.
For once long ago, our love had been true.
But the day we had met, she thence came to rue.
She told me she found my company a bore
And decided she loved my person no more.
It was fair and good, the choice that I made,
One easily avoided if only she’d stayed.
But when she left me, I then did infer
That I could not bear to live without her.
I decided, then, that in no grief would I wallow,
And embarked on the path I came then to follow,
Making, that day, the inevitable choice
And succumbing at last to the fiendish voice.
I found her sitting alone in a far removed park,
Basking in the peaceful calm of night’s dark.
Slowly yet steady, I approached her side,
And asked her, “One moment? Please, Love, oblige.”
Aft’ scant hesitation, she nodded her head,
Gave me room on the bench, and then she said,
“You know I still love you, even after your lies.
But I can’t even count the number of my tries.”
I said, “Oh, my love, remain here with me.
Without you, Love, I can no longer be.”
I tried to enfold her in the nook of my arm,
Determined to keep her safe from all harm….