ENDING LOVE

Don’t know how or when,
But Our Love has turned to Hate.
I’ve got a deal for You:
I’d like to make a trade.

Whether Tangled in the Past,
Or Tainted Now by Fear,
The Only Truth of sense:
Our Joy Has Disappeared.

Your Once-Warm Affection
Has duly run its course;
I think we must admit
It’s Time For A Divorce.