We Were Both Lost

Teardrops that stain the bed sheets
Where we made love for the second
Time. The imprint of your hands still
Lingering on my thighs. Heartbeats
Away from I love you and beckoned
It before we could start. That chill
Running its course and that dead
Look in your empty eyes like we are
Strangers again with no recollection
Of memories. My lips, the color of red
Wine is all I have left of us. Every star
And moon that once shined, a rejection
Of what we used to have. Maybe I was
Never the only one who felt lost if you
Felt that way too. I was way too drunk
And high on love to notice every pause
Before you spoke was fully calculated. To
Hurt me was not planned, but you sunk
Me down and took that huge chunk.