When It's Over

It is sad.
I see my soon to be ex 
The mother of my children
With whom I've had sex
as a member of a different species 
An alien combatant
What once used to be passion and lust 
are now loathing and distrust

The magnet of attraction
Has been reversed
To repulsion, revulsion

How we ever could have
Once embraced
Has effectively been erased
Conveniently replaced
By how it all was such a waste 

Except for my girls
Produced in love
And the lessons learned
In the push and shove

Not a waste at all
But now The knot
Well travelled...
Unravelled....
Until it is not.....
Anything close .....
To what we thought