It's over

The passion, the charisma,
the strength and the pride
all meaningless emotions
since our love has died.

The commitment, the promises
the trust, are all now games
the hurt, the sorrow,
the scars that remain.

The solitude, the silence
the shame and the guilt
the flower of burden
inside of me start to wilt.

All this & then some
from love & to hate
I thought our love was forever
but found out it ain't!!