We had so many chances to fix it
Repair the pair we repeatedly parted
But instead we tore it apart.
It tore me apart.
I was shrunken, wasted
We had devoured ourselves and then spat ourselves out
It left a taste on my tongue
A taste I mistook for the lingering lick of love
But it was bittersweet.
It was a sharp blade that severed
Even as it caressed
Our love throws threw us out
Desperate for refreshment
Thirsting for a drink long run dry
Searching for substance
In the sand slipping through my scrabbling, stroking fingers
A once richness, dulled
What was once everything, nulled
Our ocean’s a desert
Our summer’s leaves are falling
And I follow them
As I desert, as I leave you, for myself.