Inevitable
What folly that we thought our “we”
was something that would always be.
That lot we thought that we had cast
though once it was, was not to last,
for life is fated from the start,
conjoined hearts to rip apart.
Divorce or death, when it is done,
reduces two joined hearts to one.
For dVerse Poets Pub: “We” Couplets
To see other “We” poems go HERE.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
That’s the reality of life.
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Indeed
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– such a matter-of-fact structure to the lines sets the mood of the poem for when ‘we’ breaks into the components – though perhaps there is more of a lingering than the fracture suggests
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Alas, it often ends like that.
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Oh this is so sad.
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