mis mentiras

Are you soft enough to forgive me?

Can you bend your heart instead of breaking?

When I loved you, I never touched you.

Tender kisses wrapped in freedom, fear, and apprehension.

When I touched you, I didn't love you.

Threw you down trying hard,

so hard, desperately searching

for the thing my heart used to feel.

I was ruined by heartbreak.

I was broken my love.

Two men came.

One broke my bones.

another my soul.

And my spirit flitted free from my body.

I know you felt it.

New callouses on my skin.

A new harshness to my hands.

You were all I had left.

You were all that I had.

So I tried, so desperate.

I was so desperate.

I knew that I'd loved you.

I needed to feel that again.

But when I touched you, I didn't love you.

Can you ever forgive me?

Are we old enough to set our minds

over our hearts?

I'm not sure we ever will be.