when you walked

when you turned your back to walk away

we both knew you'd crossed a line

no amount of apologies 

could ever undo.

You came back and kissed my face,

ran your fingers through my hair

trying to prove physically

love still lingered there.

I'm sorry to say this time

words speak louder than your deeds

and you knew my deepest needs

were based on three simply words

you spat upon my face

now don't go asking me

why I'm leaving this place.

The End

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