Just tell me how

How many times how

Many tries how many

Fights and how many

Apologies and how how

Often must we forgive

Please tell me how

Many wrecked vacations how

Many disappointing holidays how

Many separations and how

How how how have

We allowed us to

Get here how how

Can we look at

Each other with nothing

To say how do

We finally accept that

All of the how’s

Have ended here now


It seems to me

That the ends of

Things either go out

With bang or sizzle

Either a shot or

A sip either a

Boom or a fizzle

Either an ahh or

An oh I guess

That most things end

After other things do

Affection or money or

Time or even patience

I do wish though

That relationships were more

Like clothes when something

No longer fits it’s

Blatantly obvious it doesn’t