Your apology is worthless.

You didn’t realise at the time just what a good woman you had.

Everything is there for the taking.

This isn’t really a poem. It’s a mere thought of abandonment.

You will not hear me out.

This is another poem that I wrote a while back when everything wasn’t going too good. I hope you enjoy it.

All you ever wanted was peace.

I believe in omens.

I knew my patience would pay off.

It is a fine line between love and hate.