Let her have a glimpse of yesterday's lies
and rekindle the flame that burned inside.
Remembering how much she loved
Tallying up how she entrusted
Staring up at the same old sky
Doubting the neglectful beloved.
Let me paint a picture of the one who now cries
The one who now needs,
The one who clings to the wrong one
& now bleeds
Forgetting all she ever was and still is
A beautiful image of hurt
& fear,
passion
& regret
Though none admire
to claim any of it
Yet the one's who have only imagine to taste such lust
In the place of love
By Andria Vargas
