BROKEN ENGAGEMENT

Returning your ring was one 

thing I had never thought I’d do, 

because I loved you and

you loved me good.

But sometimes, love just doesn’t do!

I needed you, but you weren’t present.

The little things I needed, 

you took them from me.

The big things I wanted,

you made them no big of a deal!

You were good, just not fit!

You were you, and that wasn’t it.

You couldn’t read the in-betweens.

You couldn’t sense the need to be.

You couldn’t read my becoming.

You couldn’t fit the wants, nor the needs.

Maybe so, I am faulted.

I didn’t need you to complete me, 

but I had expectations of you, 

some which you’d never meet.

I knew it when I read you; 

it would be hard to bring 

the man out of you.

Diamonds and stones 

wouldn’t do us no good, 

and a marry me can’t convert you for me.

You didn’t even know much 

about apologies,

you knew less of your identity, 

you had an ego way too strong, 

and I had seen all of those; 

so yes, I fault myself as much.

I thought you were my projects 

and I could make a better one from you.

It wasn’t mine to do;

all these jobs weren’t mine to deliver.

Even my ribs will hurt if I drill 

you more than I already did, 

but I was easy with you.

You couldn’t tell the signs;

your emotions had limits, 

and your positioning had no fit.

A ring and a title 

wouldn’t change all of those.

I didn’t think that you knew! 

I was hoping one day,

maybe soon, we’d sit by the table 

and tell our side of the story.

Mine, of course, 

would be that you had your ego 

before my emotions,

and you did love good, 

but you couldn’t hear and 

you weren’t evolving, 

but I was patient with you. 

But patience expires, and 

when mine did, 

you were too much of a baby, 

thinking you were so much of a man, 

that you let us go!

Yours would be that 

I exposed your vulnerability, 

that I went — way into you, 

that I broke you and 

I gave up before you could.

On my end, that would be untrue,

and that’s why I’d always ask, 

“Will you fight for this? 

Do you even know how?”

But then again, 

promises aren’t words, 

and actions are to be more. 

You were enough but not for us.

For the first time in a while,

A gone ring doesn’t hurt so bad!