PVDT – Post Valentine's Day Trauma

How can it be

That so many years

Have passed us by

– I was never yours

And you were never mine –

Yet when I think of

Love

Yours is the first face

My mind recalls.

Even though the feelings

Are no longer the same.

I despise any mention

Of your name.

Oliver

I know I hate you.

I know I'm in love with another now.

So why should you –

A despicable, lowly, cheating

Snake like you –

Be able to fester in my mind

Like a maggot mauling

All that was once good?

Get out of my head.

I don't need the memory of you anymore.