When I kiss you, 
I feel nothing,
a void once filled
by temporary promises
but betrayal is a poison
that seeps over time,
weeps when it gathers.


I thought you the solution
to problems that have
nothing to do with you.
And yet even in that vacancy,
you betrayed me. 

You come to me with 
hands full of longing,
but mine have been empty
for longer than you've ever seemed to notice.

- m.j.m