Short and Sweet

Bond we still have though our interest rate dipped, commonalities grew few

I’ve had only one true ex

The single individual with which I’ve had sex

Abashed to say in public, no

Our relationship bittersweet, taste buds would say so

We found our niche and clicked instantly

“Pudding”, “Sweetie” names I’d use, He’d reply, “Honey”.

Generous no one I met was more

Sincerely caring about world hunger, Big Brother to other countries children, numbering four

Finances, his thing, stock market too

Bond we still have though our interest rate dipped, commonalities grew few

Needy I was, and not like an affectionate cat

Interrupt him mid-sentence, cut off, I spat

Not one for details and never let me share my six words with glee

Irreconcilable differences, subtract more than add did we

At the end the fine line between love and disdain blurred

Back and forth, the effort to protect oneself emotionally was well heard.

A helping hand he still lends me and a supportive ear

I’m his human contact, hope he knows I’ll always be here.

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