trace a route
over gaunted cheeks
as I stare in the window
picture a scene
one I have been left out of.
silly woman that I am…..
feelings ran true
only to discover that the lies you spoke
broken promises made
a habit of which you cannot be broke.
wrapped like ribbons around my heart
opening me up
to disgust with myself.
your attempt to appease your guilt
in your heart
that you have done me wrong.
Even were you to whisper I am sorry
were you to gather me in your arms
no longer an option.
I have learned to live without you.