You stopped loving me
A vessel carried you away from me into her waters
I nearly drowned myself in thoughts….
That journey you took to an unknown land
And unknown body…
Was desire driving you to commit what anyone could’ve predicted… except I.
You stopped loving me
The way you looked at me
Admiration, seduction, care
your eyes no longer light up, dull moments
Is it sympathy, fear, or the truth of having destroyed the possibility of a good thing
You stopped loving me…
When you kissed her lips, entered her garden of lush exotic lands…
And left me in the darkness of your mind.
Loren writes 