A Poem

By Tara Keshavarz

You were my sky, my moon, my sun, my star.

You were everything that mattered to me.

You smelled like cinnamon buns and cigar,

But your lips tasted like sugar and tea.

You and I fell in love, steady and slow.

You were mine; I was yours, no longer free.

You promised me you’d never let me go,

But then I found you kissing her sweetly.

I was furious, heartbroken and numb.

I was not ready for this new lifestyle.

I could not recognise who I’d become.

Then, I decided to do something vile.

So I laid you down, deep beneath the ground,

Next to her, where you will be safe and sound.