Sometimes I Start a Poem and it Just Has to be Stopped

I remember like it was yesterday
Memories like these just don't go away
Not without years of therapy anyway
There's more fish in the sea, or so they say

But you were the one for me

There I was, strolling through the park
With no way of knowing you were about to claim my heart
When suddenly I heard a bark
I looked round and saw you tearing a dog apart

with your bear hands............because you are men-tal.

I admired you, full of grace
as you wiped some puppy from your face
.........