you left me with a bitter taste in my mouth
and a pulsing darkness in my chest.
And that darkness, it consumed me whole,
leaving no traces of the person
I once was.
I wish that I could shed my skin
because each and every cell in my body knows
what your touches feel like,
and how your skin tastes.
But to me, you now taste bitter.
And every time I look at you,
all I can hear is those three words
you liked to hide behind,
that rolled out of your lips so smoothly.
I should have known then,
I've always stumbled over mine
before you stole them
off my tongue.
And I cannot say I hate you,
there is just this enormous
inside of me, that is filled
but utter disappointment and
- of your