• I smell your breath,
    Hanging onto my olfactory senses,
    Savoring for one last time,
    Than I see you walk away again.

    Through tear filled eyes,
    Eyes only now properly seeing you,
    I have to be tortured by your emptiness.

    I let you walk away,
    We had but once chance,
    A minor glance into memory,
    A minor glance into time,
    Shows that we had,
    But like fools,
    We did nothing.

    And so with silent weeping,
    And unfathomable sorrow,
    I watch you walk away,
    And savor your last breath,
    Reaching out to me.

    I try to hold onto your intangible,
    Soul I call it,
    But it too is leaving,
    Slowly,
    Deftly,
    And horribly.

    Why I opened my mouth,
    And let forth venomous words,
    Lashing at your paper skin,
    I want that venom back,
    I want the cancerous hatred.

    GIVE IT BACK TO ME!