Poetic Justice

borders drawn, I step across not a leap of faith was it so hard? was it that bad? no, it was bittersweet like a rich dark chocolate that leaves an aftertaste were the words "I love you" not what you expected to hear written in flowing verses instead of whispers in your ear easier to say at a distance while longing for you to be near poetic justice, words that flow vague lyrics that sweep through softening blows, without afterglow of all that we might have known was it so hard? was it so bad? no, baby, it was bittersweet and the taste will linger long after it melts the wrapper tossed I love you forgot by you, but not by me