The sun rises with each passing new day
and brings sorrow and mischievous false hope.
Pray the pain will go away, I must cope,
For with each turn, I descend, led astray.
Your parting left me void of words to say,
My crushed heart—your vengeful deceit, elope.
Memories evoke, shared, hung by a rope.
I feel hunted; my heart, your scrumptious prey.
I will remember what we savored so,
delicate swirl flowing over my lips,
the taste is bittersweet and downed quickly.
I am filled with you, completely, although
the love I suffer overwhelms and trips,
how, I’m broken to pieces instantly.
