The Last Kiss

"Pretty fucking sad, actually."

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My chest hurts and I am reeling,

I do not want to feel what I’m feeling.

The times with you I miss so much,

When I would quiver at your touch.

It seems to me my heart is in danger,

You treated me just like a stranger,

But that’s the story of my life.

Few days ago I was your wife,

You held me close and cherished me,

Said you loved me but no longer I see.

I should have listened to those who cared,

The ones who spoke out and who dared,

To question me and how I felt.

Because for you my heart did melt,

But I guess deep down I always new,

I really wasn’t the one for you.

To treat me so dismissively,

I am a person, can’t you see?

Not just a person who can’t type,

Or get you off when your cock is ripe.

What’s the deal with human beings?

Not caring about other’s feelings.

I’m hurting now but I always knew,

That none of what you said was true.

I’m better at poems but not at stories,

I wrote one for you when I was horny.

I know you were so delighted,

You read it and got so excited.

You asked for me to write you more,

I was doing that, it wasn’t a chore.

Always did anything for you,

The way I felt for you was true.

I guess I wanted to believe,

That you would not do that or deceive.

I didn’t listen to anyone else,

So, I guess I will just blame myself.

I need to wise up and grow a pair,

Listen to the ones who really care.

But just so you know, my chest is aching,

I loved you and now my heart is breaking.

But I will survive, I always do.

I wish only good things for you.

Eventually all things end,

To you one last kiss I send.

2014 Copyright Kiera This work may not be copied, transmitted or used in any way, either in part or in full, without the authors express written permission.

Published 10 years ago

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