I’m not sure when the alcohol turned my heart bitter.
The acidic taste leaves no forgiveness within me.
The fact that betrayal was on a short fuse
And that you claimed to love me above all
Yet to contradict yourself and say, by your own mouth
That you did not care what I thought, and that you were
If anything, not sorry.
No apology, no forgiveness.
Not that my unforgiving heart could muster any,
Not even equal to the one sip that passed by your
Equally unapologetic lips, and though
You feel no effect of the poison, which damages
Not just you, but me.
Me, whom you claim to love, probably…
Probably just as much as I hate the substance
Which dimmed my respect for you,
As you obviously couldn’t shed any for me.

 
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