Farewell

I used to love her, oh well.
She's gone.
No longer see her any more.
Memories I have that reminded me of her.
Hate the way that I feel, when losing someone you once was in love with.
I thought what we had would last.
Now I know love is not forever.
I can’t find myself loving someone again.
Love is too painful.
Even the idea of losing someone hurts deeply within.
Sitting here, thinking about her, hurts.
Torn apart I am, because of being destroyed by love.
Never thought love hurts, until now.
Hate the situation I'm in.
Depressed I am.
Love was what I wanted.
Instead love stabbed me and turned its back on me, and left me.
All I have is regrets.
I have given so much.
In return all I got was a smack in the face, and the middle finger pointed directly at me.
Ashamed I am to face love once again.
Love is not for me.
I tried to make love a part of my life, but it never worked.
Somehow I feel like I failed, knowing I loved her.
I wished I could have done something differently, that would have saved our marriage.
But it's too late.
Once love is gone, it's gone forever.
I know I will never see her again.
Her final words, "I'll always love you."