A ROMANTIC (ORIGINAL POEM)

Her romantic soul slowly fades,
she is sharp, like a thousand blades ...
I have given her so many chances,
in everything, in every circumstances ...
We were taught that we must forgive,
yes, it is so true, just live and let live ...
I wish she would become, again romantic,
so deep, like an ocean, a mighty Atlantic ...
It is just an unfulfilled, eternal wish,
I guess, I am just a small, small fish ...
Or maybe she was never with me so happy,
was just pretending in this game - so sappy?