CPPoetry

I shouldn’t have come,
I shouldn’t have come.

Taking a trip down memory lane,
It didn’t even feel the same.
Twenty plus years have passed you see,
Too much water under the bridge for you and me.
You were nineteen and I was twenty-seven,
A young man’s dream of 7th heaven.
But now we are much older,
I’m so weak and you… much bolder.

You text, The door is unlocked, come straight in,
You’re in the shower just wearing a grin.
The fridge is full, help yourself to a beer,
The drawer is a jar for the bottle opener.
I haven’t eaten in thirty hours,
Nothing beats relinquishing my powers.

You have a little princess, the apple of your eye,
You placed her unwanted hair clip in my hair and gave out a sigh.
You ask how my life has been,
But I couldn’t come clean.
I tell you, all’s good as I muffle a cry,
You know just how I can lie.
Sitting on your sofa and watching TV,
You stroke my hair to comfort me.

You are tall and I am small,
Size fourteen shoe and I am a four.
14 inch difference in our height,
I can’t push you away even with all my might.
Your scent hasn’t changed.
You still taste the same,
As you say my name.
Now, you like to dominate but I could not submit,
And I have the bruises to prove it.
Eyes rolling in the back of my head not once but twice,
All you could say was “good girl, now wasn’t that nice”.

Above all of this, you were kind,
Although you did leave a handprint on my behind.
You left me to sleep on your side of the bed,
Covered me in a blanket, checking for life – am not dead.
I’m not sorry that I messed up your bed,
I only did it to mess with your head.

How the tides have led to change,
I’ll take a rain check and not rearrange.
Another time, another day,
I’ll be the one that got away.

I could have stayed and slept some more,
But then I remembered… you snore!