Poetry Puzzle Pieces

Bitter

I am not bitter, you would know if I was lying,

If I tell you the truth, I spent the whole of last night crying. 

But my tears did not weep for mourning, nor for something that had truly died, 

All I really feared was the empty feeling coming on the inside. 

Instead I felt not anger, nor suffering, nor pain, 

I was hit with the realisation that what was real will not be real again. 

I am not bitter, relief speaks this true  word, 

I no longer have to worry, worry about not being heard. 

But my mind does cast back to lighter days, 

Before you decided to part our ways. 

And if I should truly feel shame, for only feeling the same, 

Then I would only regret the day you came. 

I am not bitter, bygones let bygones be, 

If now I am honest, there is only history between you and me. 

Wicked words that friendship broke, let them be buried, 

But thought and consideration, let not be hurried. 

And if it was to bitterly end, on this very date, 

I would fully understand why, and accept the fate.