Losing a Part

I lose a part of me,
When someone I love leaves –
It does not matter
Who controls whom or who deceives.

I lose a part of me,
For it feels like I am broken inside –
I feel no shame to say so,
For I am not the one to run and hide.

My loss becomes public:
Everyone can see this heart on my sleeve –
And though I lose parts of me,
I’m never the one who chooses to leave.

Guilt-free-ly

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.

Last Kiss

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.