The one that got away - Spoken word poetry

This poem was my first attempt at spoken word poetry and I randomly decided to merge education and a relationship because I think people don't really talk about how difficult it is to balance education/studying with anything else, one of them will always be more important. 

It took me a couple dedicated hours to write this poem and even though it's pretty short I like it and I think others can relate to the poem.. What do you do? Do you put love before a degree or a degree before love? It's confusing because you don't want to be alone but you don't want to be uneducated which can lead to many other downfalls. 

In the video I left out some key lines because of nerves and getting tired of starting over and over, swear the video I uploaded is probably take 999, so at the bottom is the text for the poem, "the one that got away".  Let me know what you guys think. 

The one that got away

Hmmm thinking about it now I let you slip through my fingers

While I used them to hold a pen, flip a page or type an assignment

I was so caught up in using education to prepare my future that I ignored you’re your dedication to build a future with me.

Unconsciously I neglected your proposal to give me your love, your support, your heart to give me your all

It seems like I took better care of the hearts I drew in bored lectures in the corner of my notepad then I did yours,

I was so occupied with building my GPA to 4 that I never saw, understood, appreciated, comprehended, fathomed, felt, followed, got, grasped or realized that from a man I couldn’t ask for more

 As I sit here and look back, I try over and over to blame everything on you, and as many times as I try that’s something I can’t do, because I was the problem,

So I would like to sincerely apologize in this spoken word poem.

Apologize for the nights I was too tired to ask about your day, even though you were never too tired to ask about mine

Apologize for picking unnecessary fights, oh how I wish I could get back all those wasted times

Say I’m sorry for not acknowledging the little things you did, how you would jump around like a little kid

In your attempts to distract my study, or in the intimate times how you would past your fingers all over my body

The candle light dinners, flowers, and random calls in the middle of the day, just to say hey, even though you knew I would rush you off the phone quickly because I was always busy

It’s so funny because I sat in my graduation ceremony and I looked to my left and to my right and you were not beside me,

And although I graduated with honors it would have been an honor to have your support

It’s unfortunate our life together was cut short

So as I use these fingers to write this poem and to stop the tears from wetting the page

I throw the photo album of us on the floor in rage

Realizing that there is nothing left to do or say

But you were the one that got away...