Crying Poem by Nicholas Wayde Turner

It seems like I do more crying these days.

In the long run it never pays.

I think about everything in my head, and realize what was truly said.

There were signs in the conversation I missed.

Now you are the one that's truly pissed.

I'm afraid to say what's on my mind because sometimes it's not very kind.

I hate what it has done to us.

Now we do nothing but fuss.

I look around wondering what I should do and all I can say is, 'I'm sorry my Boo! '

I don't want you to hurt, just because I was a jerk.

So I'm going to do what is best, and stop putting you to the test.

I'm not the right guy.

I think it's time to break the ties.