Breaking up
Is hard to do
One moment you’re together
And the next it’s just you
No hiding your hurt
Your loss from the world
Your wounds, your edges
Your agony, unfurled
You feel like a half
Of what once was a whole
You reassess your place
Your being, your role
If only they’d told you
If only they’d shared
You may’ve had a chance
To be better prepared
Life carries on
You can’t sit and linger
Such is the lot
Of an Arnott’s Scotch Finger
peterpaninoz 