You taught me

to love the thunderstorms

but I was doomed by the lightning;

I taught you to cherish

a gentleman like me;

how sad that you never did,

thus I decided to let

our love perish.

Forget them.

Move on.

Be who you really are.

I closed the vast carpet

of our stars,

sealed every memory

we both had;

you chose to forgive,

and I chose to forget.