No longer.

A taste so sweet: unmatched.
A sight so divine: a real catch.
A feeling so deep: strong.
Shame it didn’t last;  Not for long.

Like sailing on a calm sea,
surrounded by peace and quiet harmony.
Like flying among angels, held up by their wings,
enchanted by their voice and the songs that they sing.

In knowledge so content: secure.
In thought so innocent: pure.
In emotion so special: ecstatic.
Shame it didn’t last.  Pathetic!

Like sobering up the morning after,
paying the price for the night before.
Like failing in something I wanted so much.
Falling to my knees.  No crutch.

Realising the taste wasn’t always that sweet: sour.
Realising the sight wasn’t always that divine: Hypnotizing power?
Realising the feeling being returned wasn’t that deep or strong: fear.
Shame it ever happened; Tears.

Like looking back on something that could have been.
It could have been much better it would seem.
Like thinking back to something I want again.
Remembering; reliving the pain.

Remembering the aftermath: painful reminiscing.
Remembering my worth through someone else's eyes: missing.
Remembering how it felt to be abandoned: so alone.
“Shame I didn’t find something better,” I mournfully groan.

Like a light is shining and clearing my mind.
Clarity exposed, through laboured grind.
Like the time for healing, is almost here.
“Not quite ready,” I mumble in fear.

It’s a shame I was so trusting: regret.
It’s a shame I was so hopeful: wet.
It’s a shame I was so forgiving.  No longer...
No longer forgiving; it’s a shame no longer!