we met
in what felt like
prime
though in my mind
i am always past it
and always looking back
two years on it
you were sophisticated
french
smiling with your eyes
i knew
i could trust you
and i say that
never
in reference to men
so here we are
friends
one year after
a one year relationship
and it is
with much definative clarity
that we were not meant
to be together
but we were meant
to meet
as much as being with you
was hell
being without you
in my life is, too
with moderate jealously
i look at you
in someone else’s path
someone “less than me”
as someone with you
will always be
in my eyes
it is nothing personal
it is just
the simple mark
we leave
on our mates
that never goes
so good luck
in your pursuits
but remember
you are always
my lover.
