Poetry Dump #7 (Beautiful Tragedy)

It's the dawn of a new day.

I hum along to the song of the birds, 

As I turn a page of the book we have left open 

Two years ago.

It seems appropriate to move on to a new chapter now. 

We had stretched the last few pages of our story 

Too long for our own liking. 

I have read and re-read these old passages, 

Over and over again.

I have it memorized and tattooed on my mind. 

You told me once, 

That we were like characters from a novel

Whose love lasted the test of time;

But you were wrong. 

We were not an example of a happy romance-

We were but a classic and beautiful tragedy. 

I tried so hard to change the genre of our story

But it was written in a permanent ink

So our sad ending could not be erased. 

If only I could rip these unhappy pages, 

If only I could tear your name out of my life-

I would. 

If I could go back to the days where our story was not yet written,  

I would have chosen not to be the lead of a tragedy. 

Maybe then, as I turn to a new page and a chapter in our book, 

I would be the one to be with you as the last sentence reads, 

"And they lived happily ever after."