Category: Written in 2020

Guilt-free-ly

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Now I have none I need confess to:
The sex being done is guilt-free.
Though you have never been lied to,
I could never be completely me.

Your face loomed in the past and it still does;
But, now that my heart and faith lie broken,
There’s really not much left on for fuss,
I’m sure every word has been spoken.

You can fuck as much as you wish now;
Maybe differences will make you see
All of life, post moving on from each vow,
Can not replace the love you got from me.

Both

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I’m back to my side of the bed,
Alone and bereft of touch;
I might as well be dead;
I haven’t even deserved this much.

I’m on one side and sleepless,
For now I am aware of my desire;
I am caving inward, into a mess
Of promises, made by a liar.

Last Kiss

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I look for you in different faces,
Some are cold and some are kind;
But I can’t touch any of the spaces,
Where love was gentle and blind.

I reach out to strangers,
Unmindful of their fear, too,
That there are certain dangers
Of trying to forget you.

I seek them out and express all my hope,
That someone out there will feel,
Will bar anxiety, or help me cope,
Wipe my tears, or help me heal –

But it all ends up happening again –
Expectations burn promise.
New hurt makes stronger unforgotten pain,
From your last words and our last kiss.