Breakup In Quarantine


I was in love again, I was shy
I was high on my own ambitions
Did he ever want the things I did?
He's the caterpillar needing patience to be a butterfly
love has potential and conditions
one to many times for me, created suspicion
He's without child, did he ever love my kid?
I'm troubled, he struggled with the reality of family
I've nothing short of a more bitter than sweet memory
I had loved again, when he was mine
he put me down, disrespectful
constantly crossed lines
I was high, disregarded full admission
he showered me, he moved fast
yet he was pretentious
I had loved for a third time
the weight of pain on my heart he gave
should've been a crime
I lay in my bed through quarantine
with a break-up so cold and unforeseen

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