Poetic Justice
borders drawn, I step across
not a leap of faith
was it so hard?
was it that bad?
no, it was bittersweet
like a rich dark chocolate
that leaves an aftertaste
were the words "I love you"
not what you expected to hear
written in flowing verses
instead of whispers in your ear
easier to say at a distance
while longing for you to be near
poetic justice, words that flow
vague lyrics that sweep through
softening blows, without afterglow
of all that we might have known
was it so hard?
was it so bad?
no, baby, it was bittersweet
and the taste will linger
long after it melts
the wrapper tossed
I love you forgot
by you, but not by me
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