pieces

The distaste for me
Dripped from your tongue
The scorn you felt for me
Was seared into my skin
The delight you took
In hearing me plead
Was almost more than
The smile on your face  
As I took my leave

but don't worry my dear
My love for you has turned
The thought of your touch
turns my my stomach
My feelings for for you now
Have turned to dust
Rusted is my heart
Dark is my psyche

Someday you will find
One you want
And I will be
The one to laugh
As they turn around
And hand your heart
In the same amount of pieces
You left mine