I wrote this when my boyfriend (over eight years ago) and I broke up. At the time it was the longest relationship I had had, and even though I broke up with him, it still hurt.
I hope this speaks to you, even if the title and ending line may seem a little cliche.
as for the cut/paste...
I will be posting the same comment for each poem, so that those that have not read any others still get the benefit of the comment. So here it is:

I don't claim to be a poet. But I figure if I can't post artwork (cause, even though I do have some to post, its either a)not anthro b)good, but not enough to get me to post on this site cause I am intimidated, or c)can't get my husband to show me how to use the scanner, and get it to the laptop that shares some files with our main computer (I'm not technically minded).
In any case, again, I figure I can at least post poems, of which I do have, can type, etc...
Since most people do not wish to click on "download" to read someone's stuff, I will also be typing it here, in the description, to give quicker, not need to download, access. They're all pretty short poems anyway, so it's cool.

The End is the Beginning

One day I was in pain
My love and I were no more
I cried out to the open sky
And begged for consolence

“Why do these tears need to be shed?
Why does this pain need to be had?
Why couldn't our time last?
Why does the end always have to come?”

I stopped, feeling absurd
But then I heard a whisper
From where it came, I know not, and it said,
“When would the beginning start?”