Twenty-three days since we last saw each other

I vividly recall the bitter taste of your words

that mirrored the dissatisfaction on your face

A problem that isn't mine

And I possess no solution

to rectify your flawed choices

to diminish your happiness

Because I am the poison that

I refuse to offer you

in a tainted cup

it's only love

Now you've become a memory

and I constantly yearn to escape its hold

I strive to occupy myself with others

with those who offer me a different kind of love

And I hate sao much...

That i miss you....

I miss you...