Forever's Reality

She's been known
to make love
to memories.
Her eyes
permanently
glazed over
With the promise
of your smile.

And each night
She bleeds
your name,
Her shaky hands
not quite strong enough
to keep up
this death clutch
to reality.

She wants
to finally stop lusting
for your lies,
as she breathes
in those silver wisps
of eternity
she painted
the day you
pretended
the word love
could apply
to people
like her.

And she hopes
That if she lines her lips
with ink
she could finally
leave a stain
of dark blue
in place of
forever.

So don't lie
and say his lust
wasn't beautifully
destructive.
He has left nothing behind
But time.