Oh my dear, my darling,
We once shared promises and kisses.
We were once in love.
The hardest part of being in love,
Was leaving that love behind.
Away in sunshine on the beach I left you,
Kissing goodbye and teary eyed.
Now I am distant, but not too distant.
My heart longs to be touched...
But I long for a numbness.
So my dear, I rid myself of love.
I counterfeit affection and adoration,
I spread sweet words from my loose mouth.
Each night a different boy tastes my tongue,
A mixture of vodka and spurious fondness,
As it gently whispers nothing in his ear.
My looks are false and alluring,
Eyelashes flickering up and down.
And oh my darling, how I lay panting,
In my bed with another boy.
Gold sheets and glistening skin on skin,
With pretenses of closeness and caring.
It is something terrible but I do not apologize.
You are not here, you are a ghost.
No longer palpable, no longer tangible.
I am no longer your love, your dearest.
We are transformed,
You are another boy, I am an emotionless whore. |