As our eyes met,
a flame arouse,

becoming my dark angel,
never too far out of sight,

lust, love and lies,
slowly followed from behind,

watching our every move,
listening to every word,

connections formed,
between the breaths and blinks between us,
shattering whatever he thought he had with her,

yet a cheek was turned,
leading to constant confusion,

dillusion,

which led to sour tears,
and bitter backdrops,

his choice was made,
and so was mine,

he moved along,
as I fell behind

now i sit in blackened rooms,
reminiscing on what could have been,
sipping and popping on what should have been,

just to realise that you and I,
are an ever lasting memory, left behind.

-M