Aristotle said, all undergoes exhaustion,
I couldn’t have believed him, were it not for Einstein,
Who with emphasis said, with humans all is plausible.
My love when it is time, please don’t hurt me,
When you think I can’t give you happiness, any longer any better,
Find a way, and let it be smart like you are,
To chase me off, the place which was once home.
When you think it is time, please listen Amanda,
Hesitate on your judgment, and remember your promises,
All this long you kept me, I have known you as much,
To think of any replacement, not even a substitution.
When its time, remember your affection for me,
Remember the word forever, for it was part of you,
Break me not, find a way to break away,
And when all is done, then you can say goodbye,
I have sacrificed a lot, yet so little in your sight,
I can’t teach you manners, but I can’t marry lies either,
Not long before now, I am to sex with heartbreaks,
And nine months later, I will bear that beautiful child,
Will I call her misery or super rejection,
Neither does her justice, like loneliness could have,
What if I call her lie outcome, but I know you will object,
But sweet Amanda, when it is time, just save me.
