Bittersweet

I love sweet things, he was bittersweet,

His compliments and love were so neat.

I loved him, and I still do today,

But the sweetness has slowly gone away.

The sweetness had begun to fade,

His words were harsh and his moods were grave.

My throat was sore, my words were burned,

What I thought was sweet, had suddenly turned.

Too much of a good thing can be bad,

This I learned as I grew sad.

I used to love him, I still do,

But too much of his sweetness was not true.

It's time to accept this bittersweet truth,

Too much of a good thing is not so smooth.

I love him, I always will,

But it's time to accept this bitter pill.