One Week Love Affair

In seven days
I met..
Him.
Bold,
gentle,
and sweet.

First to next days,
we were inseparable,
holding each other's hand.
with kisses we shared..
our attraction.

Till the night,
when lust overcame friendship,
when attraction ruled morals,
when bodies took over minds,
hit bliss.

As wonderful the moment became,
two bodies as one,
only to know...


A few days after,
Lust faded,
so did the friendship that bound us.
kisses were blown,
by the awkward wall drawn in between.
Was it me, was it him?
was it us..
too much,
too soon,
too precious to be wasted away.
not a word has been muttered.


my heart beats as I see him pass by,
would like to ignore,
but my heart longs to communicate.
That it would have been better,
only if it was slower.


was it me, was it him, was it us,
...or was it her?
As I saw them walk away,
after a two second conversation with me,
As i come to realize,
it may not just have been me,
but with another on the side.


can't square an idea ..
of how the friendship faded away,
yet this feeling towards him I cant let go.
only a few days have passed,
but what was it really?
That caused us to part ways..
That even friendship we cant bear lasting.


I seemed to have much to care,
All in this one week love affair.