Lust

I think of you
as if it were yesterday,
when I left you in that aisle.

You come to me,
opening the wound,
for me not to be forgetful.

You evoke
the hope of comfort
when feeling overwhelmed.

You whisper
the promise of protection
when feeling helpless.

You bring
the temptation of warmth
when feeling dejected.

And
I remember you,
but so does the truth.

Lust grants
countless opportunities
for those who desire.

The bait:
everlasting happiness.
The premise:
being the one.
The vow:
together for eternity.

So alluring,
life-changing,
an inch from completion.

Despite the delusion,
I held you for so long,
unable to let go.

So please, release me.
Let the grip loose.

I don't need
the memory of you
anymore.