By sweetness
Date: 2002 May 16
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Betrayal

The sting of your betrayal
is like a kiss;
hot, and hard
that starts small and embeds itself
in my skin, spreading and
staining all
it comes into contact with.

Your lie
changes the color of everything
from our first kiss,
to our wedding,
to last night.

You ask me to forgive
an act that writes our lives
into a box,
with you on one side of the wall
and me on the other,
yet you can't see the wall
and I can't see through it.

I can't forgive this.
Not today, not tomorrow,
not yet.