When you left me
I cried.
When you returned reluctantly
I died.
Everytime someone speaks
Of your last choice,
Your first choice,
Your better choices
I'm reminded that
When the dust settled,
So did you.
Life with you is
The most painful bliss
I've known.
Abel Bolaños
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/reliving-heartache/