My last piece for you

This will be the last piece, that I'll write for you

This will be the last poem that I will say to you

This will be the last memory of you

This is my last time saying I love you

Let me pour all my ink, writing all the ache

Let me ease the pain writing words, starting from simile to synecdoche

Let me shatter all the paper to deminish the agony!

Let me enunciate all the letters of your name sounding like an out of tuned symphony!

I never knew, that you can lose your ability to write

I never knew, so I took the chance to bite!

I never knew, until I can no longer fight

I never knew, until I can no longer lift the pounding weight!

I lost it, to I don't know when

I was a writer back then

I lost it, to I don't know who

Or maybe I knew, it was always you

I lost my talent, when you left

I lost my balance to thou like a theft

I was having a good draft

Until you ruin my craft!

Smash it on a stone and bargain!

Let me repeat it again and again

This will be the last memory of you

This is my last time saying I loved you

Take my broken heart with you, I save this last piece for you...