You pretended to be
all grown up, when he left to realise
he wanted nothing but
to come back.
You said no
You said no
and you meant it.
What counts now? seeing
him with her
in the corner of your eye
the illusion of a future.
Sunset graces you,
your dark room an orange chamber.
You can taste the light, penetrating
the buds of your tongue,
it will not be long
till even that
is but memory
