Consequences

In the tapestry of time, 

the necklace you bestowed, 

Its gems, like shattered dreams, 

scattered and flowed. 

The emerald pearls, once lustrous, 

now lay on the floor, 

Each crack and clink 

echoing the heart's sore.

Your aura lingered, 

permeating every inch of my room, 

A haunting presence, 

a ghostly, consuming perfume. 

Three years have passed 

since your fateful decree, 

Unveiling truths 

that painted my heart a vivid red sea.

Time, that merciless sculptor, tore us apart, 

Your deceitful waltz, your mendacious art. 

Like a string of beads, lost in the necklace's embrace, 

Your forgotten promises, a tangled, forsaken trace.

You departed, seizing the chance to flee, 

Words spoken, a silent exit from me. 

In moments past, our words danced in perfect rhyme, 

Yet fate's cruel hand, an unyielding paradigm.

I clung to belief, against my own will, 

You departed, heedless, leaving me still. 

Honey, we're worlds apart, a chasm unbridged, 

Our union, a tale of love, tragically unhinged.