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.
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.
Will others see me like you did?
Will this be the price of fame?
I do not like who I see now –
Will all of me remain the same?
I fear it isn’t so, never was;
And I do not think it will be –
Even you lied, eventually,
Taking away the best of me.
I wish I had power to be
A man with complete security;
No one to depend on or love:
A replete identity.
Yet, if you lied about your love,
Then your thoughts on me are false, too;
Ergo, I am not incomplete,
Despite the part I gave to you.
Hearts Still Care 
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