Maybe you were right

lost love was your fight

simply couldn't sustain

as good husband or lover

I am a bored to your sight!



Is this falling out of love?

hate to feel the presence

or maybe just jealous

having another company

why the trust faded!



I made you a cup of coffee

each morning upon waking up

As you always wanted it sweet

became a monumental rite

a token of love we shared!



And every time we made love

always like ecstasy for us

and you craved for more

of which I made sure

to make it memorable

Marvin Brato Sr

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-story-series-2/