Poetry · Writing

Once

I loved you.
Once.

Butterflies.
Nerves.
Desire.
It all belonged
To you.

I loved you.
Once.

But it is cold,
In your shade.

The anger.
The tears.
The indifference.

My feelings were,
No longer your concern.
My joys, no longer
Yours.
My warmth,
No longer your responsibility.

I loved you once.
But no more.

My heart,
My mind,
My future,
Belong to me now.

And you have no,
Place in it.

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