two hearts were once one

loving the other as if it

could not pump without the

other half

in seconds they were torn apart

love forgot by one

but not the other

time swept apart what was once

a desireable future

now made a sorrowful past

sweet memories bring future guilt

as actions bring back lustful nights

mending the heart, only

to be torn again

desire turns to hate

hate to sorrow

sorrow to need

need to guilt