Love dies with Ego

No matter how much I try to forget,
She comes back as a recurring dream,
a constant regret,to why I even began,
a relationshionship in this murky sand.
Its difficult to let go, when you know,
that sooner or later the thoughts of her will haunt you,
like you know, and no matter how much i try,
I got to admit, I am still in grit,
with the mistake she made, over a small bit.
Sitting here and reminiscing, the times we had together,
and then the fact that she has another,
crawls up my spine and burns the ether,
contemplating and anticipating,
what/when/where/why the hell she would do,
what she did coz she shuld have known better.
I am told I play the fool, saying i just act the cool,
ended up being just a tool, in this pool of mules.
Biting the dust, however I must,
move on with the mistrust, as it comes as second nature,
to a scorpion in its haven, so I must now be a maven,
as I have this cravin, and i cannot bear,
yet I have to share, this sensibility, the ability,
to stay away from emotions as they have no credibility,
they come and go as they please, ruin the appease,
the state of mind, that is constant and creased.
And now as the story ends, keep in mind, all my friends,
let not ego come in the way, as this one emotion just lets others astray,
and betray the people for whom u care, like they say,
with ego died love and the now rest are just afraid...