The Divorce

And to think I still write poems for the ex. (she won't like this one either)

The wind no longer blows your name.
This man no longer wants to play your game.
My eyes don't close and see your face,
I just want you out of this place.

The feelings of love aren't for you.
Your tricks and lies don't make me blue.
You've been un-caring and un-reasonable,
don't worry about me cause I won't feel terrible.

When you're gone, the sooner the better.
I already put fire to your love letters.
Leave our home and leave me alone,
this dog, no longer needs your bone.