The Love Is Gone Poem by Miss Tee

It's over.
Done.
Can't or won't expect to see you
anymore...
We don't talk or see each other:
not anymore...
It's over...
But wish the turn out
was quite different.
Relief.
Sadness.
Quite frankly missing you...
But cannot go back
to the beginning.
Strength
is what I need.
To pick myself up.
Move on.
It's over.
The strong heartache is almost gone...
but always thinking of you;
in my mind and in my heart,
you remain.
I'm seeing someone else now..
Trying to capture a love
that can mend,
and uplift me.
But I know it won't be the same.
It's over.
It's...ah..over, eh....?
Like an echo resonating
from within my heart;
frankly underlying the truth:
Definitely OVER.