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Oct 2019
You killed Romance:
In the night shrouded in blue,
See Romance thought you cherished him,
So he looked after you,
Fantasized and idealized images of you-
Herbal baths, pink perfumed steam,
Caring hands that you loved too,
Gentle kisses down your neck,
Sweet like dripping whip cream,
Nose to nose, breath to breath, cheek to cheek
Romance's lucid teenage dream,
Eyes saying more than we could ever speak,
In car windows filled with steam,
But they were only cheap thrills,
Destined to wilt, destined to fall apart
left Romance so weak
To him it was you and I- but to you?
There was no team.

Yet you still threw love at him in synthetic roses
Told him you loved him,
Told him you missed him,
That you wanted to see him,
Be with him,
Care for him,
But did you?
Romance offered you a world to view
In pastel colours of orange and blue,
Hints of violet and a love ever so true,
Wanted to cherish your smile,
But you Made him feel like a criminal on trial,
While he kissed the glint in your eye,
You lied-made him believe you'd try,
So he listened to the sound of your laughter,
And you'd cancel, tell him you'd have to see him later,
Romance craved to speak to your soul, but you never exposed it- afraid to lose control.

Romance left you ironically you never missed him,
Because you never cared enough to understand him,
Or knew him in your apartment with the city lights over the balcony,
Romance could never have touched you, only dreamed of you,
Because you sought out Lust,
And he gave you flesh,
With little faith and a lot less trust,
Not someone to love and caress,
Only someone for your body to ******,
Romance wanted the passion of your heart,
the wonders of your mind,
That night you killed Romance he cried one last tear
Hoped you'd leave lust behind and find someone at night you can rely on-
Hold dear
He couldn't hate you because he knew not how to
Only love you
Drive the knife deeper
Your unwanted pig to slaughter
Chop him up
Throw away the parts you didn't like
Wrap him in cling film
Sell him to the highest bidder
And he still loved you
Hoping you'll find happiness too.
Written by
Janal Rajput  21/M/Birmingham, England
(21/M/Birmingham, England)   
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