A rap on the door and a lift to your hip. Heels in your back and that uncontrollable laugh. The summer sun burned holes through our love. It slipped from my fingers like an ill-fitted glove.
I guess you had enough.
Never a door to be knocked again. Never the flames in your eyes. Never grocery shopping and dog walking again. My ankles around your neckβ¦never againβ¦no more.