Morning is upon us, should be thanking God for another day\nof life, <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Unsure if I\u2019d earned it, if I even want it, lately it\u2019s been\na rough ride,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Two months later the wound remains raw, gonna take a whole\nlot to heal this open sore,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Can never erase the events of that night, got home following\nanother hard grind,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She was standing there, should\u2019ve been sleeping, could tell\nshe was red-hot and steaming,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Huffing about matters unimportant, the impact wouldn\u2019t have\ndented the fucking richter,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She gave too many fucks about \u2018em, straight-up ducked and\ndodged my explaining,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Overtime followed by a long commute and I had to come home\nto this shit?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Can\u2019t believe she stayed up late for it, I really wasn\u2019t\nfeeling it,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
One thing led to another and we got to bickering, at first\nabout the so-called issue at hand,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then segued over to our recent history, from the beginning\n\u2018til the present a startling contrast,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
No more of that lovey-dovey rom-com thing, done eroded into\nsomething almost toxic,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Starting beef over the innocuous that should\u2019ve quickly been\nforgotten,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Silent treatments would last for weeks if not months, how\nthe fuck did it come to this?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
When previously disagreements ended less than 24-hours later\nwith a hug and a kiss.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And we\u2019re here again, under the same roof but mentally\nstranded on our own islands,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Unwilling to call for help knowing that the other would be\nthe one to come and get us,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But someone had to give, eventually, she lowered her defences\nfirst,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Tried to be the bigger person, extended the olive branch but\nI just wasn\u2019t reaching for it,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her apologies went unheard, her gestures of goodwill\nunaccepted,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Worked my ass off only to be bollocked and disrespected,\nplaying with matches will get you incinerated,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She started it and I\u2019m gonna finish it and I have every\nintention of extending it, <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Hopefully to drive the message home, finally, that messing\nwith me is one of life\u2019s biggest follies,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
One month deep now, this silent treatment, the longest that\nour cold wars had ever lasted,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u2018Goodnight, My Love\u2019 and all her other sentiments went\nunanswered save for contemptuous pre-sleep grunting.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The next day played out the same way with a continued\ndeafening silence between us,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Up early but she\u2019d left ahead of me, went on our respective\nhustles, to be unhappily reunited later,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That\u2019s when the script was flipped, life ground to a\nscreeching halt,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Just reached home, why wasn\u2019t she around? Then came the\nfateful call,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Several unanswered calls in my phone, how did I miss \u2018em?\nFace-palmed myself before addressing this latest caller,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It was her mother, hysterical on the other end, <\/p>\n\n\n\n
A fool on the booze had crossed into her lane, the collision\ncatastrophic and head to head,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The aftermath a big mess, traffic piling on both lanes, <\/p>\n\n\n\n
The carnage left no survivors, time seemed to hit the brakes,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She ceased to exist, just like that, here this morning but\ngone later on,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The beef remains unresolved, no fences mended, the pain a\nspecial type of hell as you can imagine,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Can\u2019t even recall what we\u2019d gone to war over, it\u2019s been more\nthan a month ago,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In the grand scheme inconsequential, should\u2019ve ended it but\ninstead extended it, fuelled by pettiness and ego,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Blinded by pride, didn\u2019t tell her I loved her the previous\nnight, didn\u2019t even kiss her good night,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I guess I was asking for it, the regret and heartbreak I\u2019ll\ntake them to my grave,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sickening realisations following personal tragedy beating me\ndown like Calzaghe did Lacy,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That I took her and our union for granted, failed to fulfil\nthose vows,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
To be there for one another, through good times and bad, she\nwas a keeper, best I ever had, what will I do now?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Now two months later I\u2019m still picking up the pieces,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Staring at the man in the mirror through eyes of bitterness\nand hatred,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Day by day cursing him for choosing feelings over what\u2019s important,\n\u2018fuck you and your fucking dramas, you selfish motherfucker!\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cShe\u2019s the best thing that ever happened to ya, a blessing\nthat came your way like no other, you never deserved her and now you done lost\nher,\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n
A warning to you, Dear Reader, the words of Buddha stand the\ntest of time,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u2018Anger is like drinking poison but expecting the other to\ndie,\u2019 <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Grudges ain\u2019t meant to be held for too long, better drop it\nquick if you wish to move on,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For grown adults such behaviour\u2019s unbecoming, if you\u2019re\nstill prone to it you need some serious soul-searching,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Life gets shorter as your age grows longer, why dawdle in\nthe same old chapters?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Time moves inexorably, best you keep up and move on swiftly,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Once it\u2019s gone it\u2019s gone forever, this ain\u2019t no video game\nshit, no such thing as do-overs,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Tomorrow ain\u2019t promised to anyone, that should motivate you\nto hug your loved ones,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Don\u2019t let anything get between y\u2019all, especially not the\npointless and the trivial,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Never go to bed mad, especially at your fam, they\u2019re the\nonly ones you have, cherish their company while you can,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
On that note I\u2019ll soldier on, cold and forlorn, spare me\nyour pity and scorn, I know I deserve to live the rest of my days alone.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Morning is upon us, should be thanking God for another day of life, Unsure if I\u2019d earned it, if I even want it, lately it\u2019s been a rough ride, Two months later the wound remains raw, gonna take a whole lot to heal this open sore, Can never erase the events of that night, got … <\/p>\n