i wish there was a sanitizer
to clean my heart from which you
tattooed your name on.

You still wonder,
what time I get home,
who I was with,
what I was doing.

You ask these questions,
like you're still my partner,
my lover,
my one and only.

Yet you are no longer entitled to.
You made the choice,
to let me go,
to betray me,
to let me down.

I made the mistake.
By sharing,
my night adventures,
late shenanigans.

I succumbed to answer to you.
Because I know you worry.
I know you care.

It comes off as a judgment now,
a scolding,
a lecture.

There is no "us" anymore.
Time to keep my lips sealed,
shut in time,
lock and keyed.

We loved each other a lot,
but in different ways.

Who would've known our love
was starting to decay?

And to think it all started
when you proposed last May.

When our beginning became our ending
on that fateful Saturday.

It was so grand, so perfect
the island, people--that entire day.

An absolute dream come true,
if I may say.

Tears of happiness,
smiles for days.

This was all I was waiting for,
so why did I keep running away?

Fuzzy and warm
The feeling spilling over my whole being
Drinking to forget
Forgetting to drink
*Warm wine filling the spaces you once called home