Today I was reminded of you again;

the stain of your lips on my cheek seemed

Darker than normal.

I traced a hand over it, pretending 

It was yours,

But my frozen touch will never,

Feel so warm.

Today I thought it was time

to forget those sores,

like you'd ever let me. You 

love instead to hook me in, with that look in 

Your eye, that pulled so many toward you

before me. 

And why?

So you can send them away, these

disposable beings who bring you, 

everything you wish for, in exchange

For nothing.

Because you like to let us,

Believe in your benevolence, which we learn

too late, never existed.

You twisted man, you sick individual, of

All the people to fall for,

Why you?

The one who only makes us

fetter ourselves to your memory,

The only thing you leave behind, to be better 

remembered in solitude.

Your own broken heart is merely the

Start of your problems, and the

End of ours, the story whose climax 

Occurs at our parting.

 

Today I was reminded of why

I said goodbye, before you could, 

But my bitter memory remembers only,

how much I missed you when the door 

Closed. 

 

Today I tried to feel calm, but your name

alone, brings perspiration to the surface of my

Skin, which lies in nothing but your arms.

Today I realised that it was not 

Just you,  who lied, but all those people, 

who said time would be our best friend,

who told us it was Time

who would mend us, and bend us

Back into shape.

Today I tried to clean my mind,

Hoover up the furniture

You still sit on, whilst singing to me sweet

Nothings. 

I wiped across your dirty surfaces, turned the sheets

Up from the bed, threw water on the fire.

I cleaned the mirror with my tears,

To see my own reflection instead.

Today I tried as hard as I could,

But opening the windows doesn't rinse

these rooms of your scent and,

Today I realised something,

In my forever-wired mind.

Today I realised my energy only

disguises the fact that,

Perhaps I am too tired

to try get myself on track.