Time was a line
and I
was the one who cut it.
Severed the only link
I had to you.
I watched the passion
in your eyes turn to ashes
and never thought
to learn a thing or two.
You arrived,
the picture of emotion.
The look upon your face
was painful, too.
Just like the knife I used
to cut us
and split
this love
into a hatred.
Now you lie awake
and I just break
in two…… I hate
these thoughtful interludes.
HG -2016
