I was the 48 per cent
to your 52
You voted to leave me
I, to remain with you

I thought the deal we had
was great, the perfect match
But you wanted to renegotiate,
start again, from scratch

I showed you scientific evidence
that my heart would break
You said ‘We’ve had enough of experts
It’ll be just a little ache’

I asked you why you did it
You looked at me quite shifty
You said ‘You were too high-maintenance
You triggered my Article 50’

All I wanted from our love
was the deepest unity
You say that all you want from life
is to know you’re free

I asked the Leader of the Opposition
to validate my pride
I thought he would defend me
but he took your side

Now I parade outside your house
a protest march of one
with my tatty placard calling for
a second referendum

I know I’ve lost, the tide has turned
I’m doing all I can
But I lost the vote, then I lost you
I am yesterday’s man

It was all my fault, my campaign was poor
I took your vote for granted
I never thought you’d really put me
on the single market

I should probably just be grateful
for being part of you this long
Nothing lasts forever
Guess I’ll be moving on.

(c) Thoughtcat 2017

Disclaimer: Any resemblance to any real break-up is entirely coincidental. Happy Valentine’s Day.