Connor

"I know that I'm lower than dirt" he said.
Tears began to form and his eyes turned red.
He knew she had reached the end of her rope,
if he wanted her back, this was his last hope.
So he made his case and said his peace,
in his heart, he hoped her love did not cease.
Quiet filled the spaces between the two,
signifying the grave reality he already knew.
He had said too much, much too late.
She'd found someone new, call it fate.
She had reinstalled hope for a future not so dim,
her life was now full, leaving no space for him.
♠ ♠ ♠
He hurt me more than words can describe, and the day he saw that I had found happiness was the most victorious feeling.