I kissed his lips,
I felt nothing.
For I had fallen in love with another.
In that moment, I knew there was nothing to be done.
There was no saving what we once had.
It was gone, and something else had taken its place.
Someone else had taken his place.

I said goodbye to the old and embraced the new.

I loved the new, with all my heart.
I treated him and what we had with tenderness,
kindness,
gentleness,
passion,
fear,
All that love required to grow, to stay.
But even with all the freedom,
communication,
friendship,
trust
that we had between us.
What we had also became old,
he became old.
Then one day,
I kissed his lips.
I felt nothing.