GoNe...

I needed for him to say it,
To give me some sort of closure:
"Bridget, I can't believe I'm saying this,
But I'm afraid this is over."

The tears immediately rushed to my eyes
Overflowing and streaking down my cheeks:
"Why? What has happened to us?
Everything was so perfect just last week."

"I know, I understand, and I'm sorry,"
He said with a sigh.
It was almost as if this annoyed him
All these pointless goodbye's.

"I guess I just don't understand,"
I took a deep breath.
"How I loved you too much;
Shouldn't it be I loved you too less?"

"It's not your love,
Your love is just fine.
I just can't seem to fool myself
Into thinking that you could be mine."

With that and no more,
I watched the door shut.
I caght a glimpse of my heart
Only to see another cut.