Apologies that never came

a shoe box of photographs

of bitter memories past

our love now like the dull pocket knife

we used to carve

our initials in the base of the old willow tree

summers spent kissing

by the waterside

until we were chasing fireflies

snuggling by bonfires

gave you a promise of so much more

before we parted ways

when the halo over my head

fell from your grace

slowly became the noose

tying me to you

until there was nothing left to give

except the loveless smiles

and empty bed