So tonight I wrote the last poem I'm going to write for Marty -- hope ya'll enjoy.

Finally
I no longer am longing for your touch.
I don't want you to hold me.
I no longer want to kiss your lips.
Finaly you no longer have hold of my heart.
I'm happy again -- like I was before I met you.
You are only a memory now.
You taught me many lessons, but the one that stands out -- you can't even trust someone that you love.