Years later

like old

shoes you

will never

wear again.



your covered

in secrets

and cobble

webs that

watercolor

your eyes in

only grey

and black.


and love

no longer

clings

to you,


you fear it

and like

a beaten

fish.


you catch it

and then

without

ceremony

throw

it back.


his arms

are still

all around

you his

mouth wanting

upon your

lips.


but  he

is not

sorry,


he never

loved you.


he only

fantasized about

a moment

and then

the moment

set him

free.


but not

you.


never you,


and you

are left only

with  the brief

taste of

love upon

your lips.