Oh dear luster.

Today I felt your lips after a long time. The immediate intimacy is still there but this time i felt another on your lips, you did not taste like how I remembered you. I looked into your eyes and I did not see me, so I kept them closed but still I could feel another on your lips.
I could feel her because you tasted like regret, I could feel her because you touched me with remorse. So I looked into your eyes once more but all I saw was thirst. You had me turnt me into a savage - one that knew nothing about feelings for it was never practiced. It died within and it was then I realise the regret and remorse I tasted on you came from within me, how could I have let you in again after I knew you will never by my lover for you only practice lust.

You're my luster