The Time Has Come

To him I state this sentiment
And can see now how imminent
Our love's morbid death is,
An oncoming pop quiz.
The kids recieve not a sign,
Same in the case of mine.
But slowly, right before our eyes
and minds could see,
Time with love does fly,
But love brings no guaruntee.
Stubborn yet sedulous similarities
Directed us downward in disparities.
Fractiousness filled your heart
After so long, we part.
It's not even worth the wait,
The wraith, rage and contempt.
Dismember thoughts to berate
And know, it's time I went.