Let it die

There is a certain amount of time
In which what we had was not a crime
There is a longing that must resesitate
But first let me meditate
On tht edevitable thoughts that must be thunk
Let me first hear the rumors befor I debunk
Do not prolong what must end
Something much better is around the bend
It is dead let it die
Do not even dare to try
To keep what belongs underground
Over the hill and ontop of mound
jaws of life
At what point is it not worth the strife