You Said, You Lied
You said
You would love me
For all eternity
For all the lives to come
As you had in all those past.
You said
I was your salvation.
The only thing
That got you through
The
cruel days and
bitter nights.
You said
I was the best part
Of your
life.
My passion was welcomed
Like the first scent
of spring
lilacs.
You looked into my eyes
and told me everything
I yearned to
hear.
And I believed it all.
I hungered for it,
consumed it in great
gulps
and draughts.
I glutted myself with it.
The table is empty now.
You've gone away...
to think.
Of course you still
"feel the
same"
You just need some time,
Some space...
Passion that once burned
as hot as the mid-August
sun,
now sags, shivering
under the weight
of your snowy glance.