cultivating the briars of my memories
you reached out from the past
to choke me with your flirtations
your delicate hands run across my face
as your voice whispers gently
speaking of what we had
your tongue speaks amorously now
the tongue that once crucified me
your hands are so loving now
the hands that once pushed me away
your body is so close to me now
the body that you gave to another
to spite me
and you whisper ever so delicately
about all the things we could have had
and all the things we should have had
and all the things we will have
if i let you in again
shut up
you ask me if i still love you
despite what you have done
if i could ever be with you
like the way we used to be
shut up
never again
i hate the way you look at me
those eyes that rape my heart
and i hate the way you smile
because as you stand before me
that's the smile that you smiled
when you embraced with him
now you have come back to me
dragging behind you all the memories
that i tried to hard to dissolve
you have come back to me
rejected and seeking comfort
but you will find no solace
in the broken pieces you left behind
~Joe Swetel
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