Shaking His Picture

I shook his picture As if it would say am sorry I did not mean it. I dropped it on the chair and Stared deeply into his blissful eyes As if he would say please forgive me I did not mean to hurt you I couldn’t break the picture Though I wished it would break I put my hand through my long shiny weave I wanted to pull it off So I simply got the scissors and Cut it all off to lose recognition A new hairstyle would do me good, I said to myself. I tried to remember every word he said But the conversation didn’t make any sense I got the picture again and said; You you you wish you were far from me You wish I was not anywhere near you Because I want to kill you I want to put a slap across your handsome face So that you and I will never be friends again Iam not a liar I am not a cheat But you you you lied about everything Where are you now Where are you? You have gone with the wind Disappeared without a trace The world has swallowed you And the love we had together with you Lost forever because you lied.