Ending Love

There's a storm brewing tonight in this room, the air is filled with tension and gloom. Which one will be left standing alone, and which will say good bye and be gone? Too many harsh words have been spoken, and too many hearts have been broken. No one will say, "I'm sorry," for it is too late. The once precious love has turned to resentment and hate. So many tears have brought us to this place, and another tear would just be a waste. The time has come to end this act, and face the cold hard fact. We have grown further and further apart, to say our good byes would be smart. We will hold on to what once was and be proud, we did our best to keep what we vowed.