No more I am yours

Alas it's coming to an abrupt end.
My tunnel bares no light,
Although your torch is brightly burning
I am not the flame.

Is it that when she call forth your name
An ocean of pain washes away,
Is she the sun that lights your sky
The reason for your lows and highs,

And there is me a trophy prize
Put back on the shelf left high and dry,
Left to swindle in sordid passion
Whilst coping in a morbid fashion.

You say its just a lousy game you play
Or a fickle infatuation.
Tis a game you have thrown
For feelings overgrown.

It's soon to be over now
I need to stay proud,
No more will I say I love you aloud,
No more I feel solitude as comfort I have found
In knowing I am not your's and you not mine.

The sadness will soon seem sweet
And I shall write my rhymes with an everlasting beat...