Sonnet III

I’m starting to realise that you’re not perfect, no one is

And the way I idealise you, it’s not healthy. You’re on my mind

Whenever I close my eyes, no moment passes where I don’t miss

You and the way you taste, your kiss, your caress, so divine.

But I’ve painted you as my saviour, and now you pale

In comparison to the guy I thought I loved. It’s not

Your fault, but still, I wish you’d notice how I fail

To do the little things like call you babe, I’ve not forgot.

Is this the end for us? I don’t want it to be, not yet, but maybe...

Maybe it’s for the better. I want to keep my happy memories,

Keep them polished and shining bright, because what we possessed

Deserves that. I think it’s time that I released you, set you free,

To find someone that can look after you, whose attitude doesn’t freeze

The second it falls apart. But that doesn’t mean I love you any less.