It was going to decide if we would be in each other’s lives,

And the results are in, and its a goodbye.

Even if I am used to being the odd one out,

it still hurt, when you invited me and didn’t save a seat.

Kindness was mutual I thought,

But marking your territory was more important I guess.

The meekness covered up for the disregard and inconsistencies,

This time, love is as bitter as it was sweet.

Had so many reasons, to end it then.

So let me be the one, once again

To wish you well and burn the rest of the bridge.