Bad decisions

I lost in you in jealousy and possessiveness, I lost in the way I couldn't smile without teeth and how you wanted to fix what had been broken, we lost each other in the all-consuming wrong type of love. 

We were perfect for each other, we were close your eyes and catch me and we (I) thought we were love. We were one of a kind that had to last in the last poem of the world. 

I believed with my being that our paths were marked and we were going to be greater than Rome and along the way, you fell in the same trap. 

We lost each other in not knowing better because we were that one in a million love. We were the laugh before the joke and a soul divided in two, but we weren't the one that sealed promises in kisses and passion. 

We were friends, we were competitions, angry words, true and punch to the gut. We were brilliant at having found each other and awful in ruining it with dirty love. 

We lost in saying let's give ourselves a chance. 

T.A.