The reality of our shared past,
Lies a rift too vast to be surpassed.
His words, like arrows, pierce my heart,
Shattering the art we once called ours.
I search within for the truth he claims,
But find only echoes of his blames.
His gaze, distorted and cruel,
Reflects a me so painfully uncool.
I long for connection, understanding, and grace,
But in his eyes, I see only judgment’s embrace.
My tears fall, but cannot wash away,
The pain of feeling unseen in this disarray.
Couples counseling, our beacon of hope,
Yet our differences seem beyond its scope.
We stand on opposite shores, yearning for change,
But the distance between us feels so strange.
His desire to reshape me, mold and control,
Leaves me feeling lost, without a soul.
I crave the depth of shared emotions untamed,
But he seeks to erase, to silence, to maim.
Sorrowfully, we play our parts,
Yearning for connection, breaking our hearts.
I mourn the loss of what we used to be,
As we drift further apart, lost at sea.
© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi
2024
Ifedolapo Ogunniyi 