good ending

“it just doesn’t feel
like a good ending”
you said
you said, I’d always be in your heart
even after our end.
you’ve said you’ll try and be there
and listen
yet offered up nuclear reactions
over melted sugar. brought heroin
to my door, and ended up anything but
the hero of my story.
I’ve taught lessons, and you’ve listened
you said
And when I listened you had nothing
to say.

"it just doesn’t feel good"
you can say that again.

I’ve given, and wanted to take.
But, instead, the cashier had left the bank.
You gave up your day job of seeing my smile
and you’re off to war.
And we even joked that your car these days,
sounds like a tank…