No winners

I loved him too and oh what a sin,
I felt suddenly naked before him.
Wanting to be distracted I walked over to the window,
His gaze so direct like footsteps they follow.
That question lingerd in the air,
And suddenly all his attention was here.
In this moment at this time,
He forgot to sip his wine.
They wanted to know on a rainy night when old friends got together,
The question of my first lover.

God he had watched me all night,still polite after so many years,
He felt betrayed but I sensed he somehow still cares.
For years ago when we were lovers he too wanted to know,
But instead of answering I had instantly let him go.
He called,he cursed,he pleaded,
But that was the question on which the relationship ended.

Six pairs of eyes waiting on my reply,
The past came to haunt me and I
wondered why.
My lips open but he was walking over to my side,
"I was." He said boldly,and we both knew he lied.
The group started laughing,
Whispers of I knew it and why then did they break up circulating.

He did the unthinkable and kissed my lips,
Tracing my cheeks with his fingertips.
Cheers and laughter went up
as he eased away slowly.
My world swirled around and I felt dizzy.
In my ear he said"You will always be mine."
Then went back to the others and silently finish his wine.

His eyes showed me raw pain and bottled up passion,
Yet not another word he uttered for this strange class reunion.
Eventually we all left and as I got to my car he appear,
Running an unsteady hand threw his rain soaked hair.

It would kill him if he knew that the one he loved so dearly,
Had raped me so violently.
That the one who invested in his future,
Had ruin mine forever.

But the coward I was I drove away and watched him die again,
Wishing that the past too could be washed away by this rain.
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Posted: Jul 2019
About this poem:
I don't know I just did. I guess I wanted to bring across two hearts that beat as one, that are ment to be together and yet can't be.Soulmates separated. Love is a sacrifice and both lovers sacrificed alot for the other and yet...before them is a bridge/a secret that nobody is sure they can cross and not die.

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