Remember when I lay on our bed
Buried in the breath and smell of us together?
Was it so long ago, we rolled around
In the hay behind our little school house, in the shadows?
A modern romance, a picture-perfect fairy tale,
We were. I remember sitting around, smelling the
Musk of your man, finding it sexy—you—un-showered
For days. In your natural state
You were. Nights of us drinking in the dark
Playing the game lovers play best, pretending our future
Was limitless. Oh, the sun shone so brightly then.
You were my future then. I was your woman,
Then. Something, unforeseen, cut through our
Curtain of romance,
Garbage bags of clothes, shit I had
Long forgotten in the throws of us.
Pictures put away in pretty boxes, discarded
For days, and brought out on weekends. This was
All really happening. I remember the day,
Of amazement, gazing in your eyes, feeling
My life had never begun before I had felt
You in my arms. How would I ever
Live without you there, feeling your skin?
I look at you, wondering, how
It ever was, when we felt that lust.
It was more, I feel it was, you will forever
Be in my heart. The hate I felt for you is
Disappearing now. Acceptance has taken
It’s thrown now. Life’s moved on now.
Perfection is nothing but a façade, now. For real
Perfection knows no boundaries, just like love.
I say good-bye,
To what it was,