I can still feel it—
the texture of your skin,
the warmth of your touch,
the shape of your hand in mine.
Your gaze once felt
like it wanted to pierce through my eyes,
but the sweetness of your looks and smiles
has now turned into something like a lemon.
Sour…
The eyes that once felt alive
now resemble an endless emptiness.
You threw me away,
like tossing aside a lemon
you thought had already gone bad.
Its freshness is gone,
just like your feelings.
So tonight,
I write this
as a release for my sadness.
You threw it away—
a fruit that was once fresh,
now left in the corner of your kitchen,
just like me,
abandoned in the dark corner
you created in my life.
Truly…
as sour as the fruit you discarded.
***
Faj
06 Desember 2022
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