Beauty In Dissonance

As much as I would want to
See the twelve pictures again
I still would of lost you
A lover and a caring friend
Its been a year since
I wasted time in our relationship
Looking for beauty in dissonance
Trying to get a better grip
I tried to hold you for dear life
But you didn’t want to concur
Looking for something as a wife
Looking for a face as pure
Or close to the beauty of yours
How many times did the big hand go round
How many sips of that drink that made me drown
How many times did I listen to Ender drown
How many times did our cup never refill
How many times did I choke on this bitter pill
A angry mouth and a head to match
Where did the words to the perfect sonnet go
Not the land trodden in hate and snow
Being tied together
Through the worst of weather
I thought we should have been tested
Not to boast who bested
Not left with a love so detested
Now I’m no longer wishing but regretting
The last time we watched the sun setting
Not on the funeral but the day of the wedding
Downhill we spun and to death we were heading
Why can’t ender write more lyrical confessions
Lost wants, lost needs, and lost obsessions