The Beginnings the Best Part of a Relationship and Poem

With you the rain pours like glass shattering on hardwood floors. With me that glass breaks like an earthquake and how it shakes. Now isn't this a shame. You had no promise. You had no game. Inside and out my poetry now reflects you like a thunderclap and a shout. I listen to you drone you go on and on and honestly I'd rather be alone. Six long years and two days. I have finally come to realize Having had you, nothing pays. So now my story has come to close on a plot twist broken by woes one that shouldn't ever have arose.