PART III

I’m terrified, I don't know if I can feel it again. I'm afraid that someone will do the same to me as you did.
Sexual desire fades with time, it's inevitable, I know it myself. The focus may shift to other people.
I never cried because of love, didn’t cry even when you tore me apart. Soulless answers, calls came to naught. Your interest is gone. My heart shattered like a broken glass of wine.
You said I am your future, you said you will protect me till kingdom come. Even after these bitter-sweet moments, I remember you and will never forget.
My jacket keeps the scent of you. My mouth remembers the taste of your tongue, my chin misses your stubble. Shoulders will not forget how you pressed them in the store. Thank Lord no one saw it, but then I didn't care.
I'm 22 now. You're even older than you were when you put your 4-9-3-11 in my mouth.
Time has flown by, but my eyes are still dry
We are fragments of each other. I know you remember me!
And one day you'll wake up with a bitter feeling of missing my lips where your kisses used to live.