Under the guise of composure, I flail Internally squirming, my skin has turned pale Your stance has stiffened Your gaze becomes stale I stand and shudder, and watch as you bail I wait for you to glance over your shoulder My blood turns to ice My heavy heart is a boulder The winter is chilly, but this moment is colder I search for an old flame But can spot only smolder The beauty of betrayal Like the absence of heat Is the emptiness Of the space where our eyes meet It’s soft and subtle in admitting defeat It’s full of remembrance that feels sickly sweet Familiarity fades, but the lost love was true I stand forgotten, remembering you The bitter, the wonderful, the tiresome too The spaces we shared, where you and I grew Love lost is love found in a different way The dawn of tomorrow is not bound by today And though your heart has left mine My love won’t go astray There is beauty in loving anew, come what may