It hurts

Today I saw a picture of you...
Just a picture...
And became sad...

Very slowly...
A tear moistened my cheek...
As it slowly descended over it...
Just a singular tear...

I let no others come...
It would be a torrent of tears...
If I had not put a stop to them...

But I stopped it...
I enslaved them...

I was saddened by your memory...
The memory of you tore at my soul...
Just like that night I left you...
Because you told me to go...
To leave your side....

You told me that you never...
Wanted to know of me...
To not speak a single word to you...

Where has that love gone???
That love that you said you had for me...
That love you always professed...
That you said would never end...

Where are those kisses???
Those warm kisses....
That warmed my heart....

Those caresses...
Those soft caresses that made my love shudder...
Soft caresses that were like the ocean breeze...
A soft summer breeze caress....

Your sweet sweet words...
Those soft words that would put my mind a buzz...
Words that you would speak with your angelic voice....

That is all I ask myself...
And that is why I am sad...

-Marcos Cisneros