It was fun while it lasted.

It snapped without a sound.
Discreetly; without much of a fuss.
We stretched it too far, for too long
And it broke without any hesitation.

We had left it out in the wild,
Vulnerable, distinctly unprotected.
The wilderness had its bold say.
And we lost it to the wild wolves.

We had thrown it into the deep, dark sea,
Even when it did not how to swim.
We watched it sink and breathe its last.
Its unwanted carcass still lies beneath the waters.

We had left it alone, without an explanation.
It wandered alone aimlessly. Afraid.
It came by the crossroads of our life, so very oft.
And always took the wrong turn.

Now I look back and smile slyly,
A smile, that I share only with myself.
A rush of familiar intimacy runs through me,
Admit it, dear, it was fun while it lasted.