A bitter taste of melancholy enters my lips.
With every breath I take your name lingers.
So faint but still just as painful.
Nostalgic memories of a lost time.
When both you and I were happy.
We were one.
Ripped apart by petty sorrow we lost it.
We lost that light we both had.
I could not love anyone.
Only you.
My feelings still sewn deep.
Buried within my heart.
The need to hold you.
Kiss you one last time.
Feel the warmth of you once more.
That I will never experience again.
Eternally unsatisfied for no one could ever replace you.
I sit and doddle with my lingering heart.
Waiting for the day that either you return or those useless feelings finally subside.

From the cold sweat that lays on your hands.
The constant grouping and kissing.
Inside my head is were these actions fell.
Such activities filled with lust and pleasure.
Ecstasy intoxicates my body.
Filling it whole with your love.
Groans float around the room.
An unimaginable satisfaction.
My teeth biting your neck.
Nails digging deep into your back.
Your skin so soft and supple.
So tender and gentle.
As I corrupt you.
With acts of lewd favors.
I control your mind.
Body and soul.
You are my toy.
For these ever lasting nights.
Until the door cracks open.
If just a smidgen.
Distraction dares interrupt.
My very moments of ****** despair.

The boy across the room.
His name I couldn't quite place.
On the tip of my tongue.
Yet not a trace of memory.
Of a time I once knew.
The light that filled the room.
With such a big warm smile.
Sandy blonde hair.
Deep blue eyes.
Come over here.
Make your way to my heart.
You took hold of it.
That very moment I saw you.
I dreamed my whole future.
With that one peak of your face.
Every step my heart raced.
You took my hand so gently.
"Would you care to dance?"
Our feet swept the floor.
With laughter and happiness.
We were the sight of the room.
I wanted to be bold.
If just for tonight.
I took hold of our stare.
Placed the most pure kiss.
Upon your rose colored lips.
From Across the room.
I saw our marriage.
In a crowded church.
The frills and flowers.
I saw our son.
Little overalls.
With blonde hair.
Just like you.
I saw our death.
Floral covered bed.
Weak hands holding.
We lay and await the end.
And in that single moment.
That time I saw your beautiful face.
I knew I was in love with you.

Now that I am no more.
My existence vanished in plain sight.
All those subtle tears I cried for you.
For all our lost memories disintegrating in time.
The harsh cruel words, you slipped out of line.
The grand player of the game.
My words shiver in vain.
The regret on my cold dead breath.
Don't you dare act like you  meant it.
If you did you wouldn't put me through this.
The heart ache, the pain.
Using me for your own selfish convictions.
Trying to sneak your way back into my shattered soul.
The melancholy that surrounded me.
Is a feeling you will never know.
Stop with the constant confessions.
I know the truth.
And I turned my back on you.