Autumn Requiem

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You say you never loved me.
I say you’re full of shit.

You pretend you’re above me,
trying hard to forget.

You did love me, and I loved you,
and it was honest, through and through.

But our love faded through petty fights
from unfair, passive aggressive slights.

Distrust and dismay combusted disdain.
So all you remember now is the pain.

Yet I still remember our first Autumn
before we rollercoastered to rock bottom.

The first time you said you loved me,
and I found it so hard to believe
that someone like me
could be so lucky.

But now that I’ve seen
just what your love means
I count myself blessed
that you finally left.

In being alone, I no longer feel lost.
For finding my peace, losing love — a fair cost.