I met him again

It had been 6 months

I thought he was everything I wanted

I was ready to give up everything

Take his hand

Make his life mine

Make my heart his

But the thing is

He started at 100%

And it kept coming down

I said well

Maybe I misunderstand him

Maybe he has no idea what he is saying

He doesn’t know better

So I gave him a chance

I gave him 5 hours

I always thought 5 seconds was enough for any man

But for him

I was willing to take the high road

So I listened to crap and more crap

And the marks went lower and lower

I Should have known,

5 seconds should have been all that I had given him

He had nothing  to offer

You know what I mean about nothing

It has nothing to do with money

So when I saw him again, my pride

did not allow me to ask why

Why he never called back

Why he hadn’t gotten on his knees to say he’s sorry

Why he wasn’t sorry

But instead I lifted my head high

Listened to what he had to say

And I heard more crap, and more

And the marks went past 0

And I thought, I really should have given him

5 seconds

But I hoped that when he looked into my eyes

He saw beauty, intelligence, grace

He saw what he could never have

What he would never have

And I hoped he felt like buying a rope

And jumping off a stool

Or better still buying a gun

and shooting himself

For the fool he had been

For the chance he would never have

Not again

I really should have given him 5 seconds.