We drifted apart like two freighters in the night.
All along both of us knowing that something wasn’t right.
I’m sorry for my part in the nightmare; I tried with all my might.
But in the end your heart gave in to the fight.
My vision of things to come
Was not in your sight.
I wish you would have told me earlier
Instead of keeping me like a hostage
While talking to a lawyer named Paige.
It wasted time.
Mine.
It wasn’t fair
To extend the nightmare .
Joe Puntureri October 3rd, 2014