Years Ago

There’s someone else.

Maybe . . .

Someone with black button eyes

And lazy bushy eyebrows

That could love you more.

More than a word at the door.

More than a rare morning embrace -

Like,

Someone who would love you in their letters

And seal them with melted gold.

I know,

I’ve only ever given you a taste,

A fake, maybe a mistake.

We were only perfect on our wedding day.

And

After that, time came to pass.

I let those feelings dwindle.

I realize

That it’s unfair to you

Not to know that

I won’t ever do the same.

No,

I won’t ever write you letters

Seal them with melted gold.

I won’t ever shout your name from rooftops

And let it echoe . . .

But you would for me

So,

I’ll let you go.

With your

Black button eyes

And lazy bushy eyebrows.

Just let us crumple

And

Go find a woman you’d know.

Yes, it’s true -

And

Truth hurts.

I’m sorry to say,

I stopped loving you years ago.

@KJhippie (challenge)