Spilled Milk.

I was thirsty for you never quite being quenched

Filled to the brim with your love overflowing in my heart

Splendid thoughts endlessly refilled by your glowing smile

Eventually every time I wanted to sip

The smell of the love that I thought we had increasingly soured

As the amount in the container dwindled

We both lost faith in what we thought we knew

So the day when the container fell on the floor and spilled your River of love flowed away from me

Trying to pour the last remaining droplets of your heart into the palms of my hands was no use

You had found a safe haven in someone else’s cup

When I think about taking the container out of the fridge the bitter taste of a dying dream remains embedded in my tongue