Your overbearing heart-ache has got too much for me,
I'm sorry pretty baby, but I'm trying to let you see
That the world isn't big enough for you and I plus three,
My lungs aren't working anymore, it's too hard to breathe.
I need some space and I need some time;
Go back to a memory that I can call mine.
And in the end we'll manage to climb
That hill that we started before our decline.
If you give me some freedom, I'll give you a chance
To spread out your wings and learn how to dance,
And together we'll sail through our story's last glance;
A once broken but now blooming heartbreak romance.
So go away baby, and swim with the sharks.
Don't frown, sweetie; no sad remarks.
We'll meet once again, down by the park,
Where we lay on the grass to watch fireworks spark.
Come back pretty and come back sweet;
It's never too late for us to beat
The thorn in our ribs that's made us incomplete,
The love is still there, whole and concrete.
I really liked this poem! If someone read this to me when they were explaining why we needed time apart I might actually understand what was going on! The rhyme of the poem sounded a bit stilted in my head, but that seemed to add to the emotion in my view. I think there might be a problem here? "To spread our your wings " I loved it! 5/5.