3we all have that shirt/hat/ring/sock/book
that has an attached memory
of one who
force-fed us
mistempered love,
sour promises-
under the premise
that they, like we, would miss
the way that we would kiss
their lips â€"
were the end of our disappoint â€"
meant that we would never be a â€"
lone giver of warmth, wet em â€"
brace yourself…
they lied!
meant it not, when they said
“I’ll love you stillâ€