Unimpressive Dross

A most basic examination shows
My life has been a panoply of loss,
Unwanted offers, unimpressive dross,
A long series of painful body blows,
Love gone awry, uninterrupted lows,
Burned bridges, rivers too icy to cross.
You chose that rich and dreary chunk of moss,
Knowing I loved you. Everybody knows.

So now you try insulting me like this?
One hour together, now? We could have had
A good life, not one stolen night. It’s sad,
An insult to all three of us, that kiss.
A rudimentary analysis
Shows my life to be nothing like that bad.