Blue Dawn

The sun slips through the blinds
Casting a golden thread
Of light across my bed.
The emptiness is palpable
Just like my heart.
All I’m left with
Is a dull soft ache.
The trace of a bruise
Where you used
To lie.
A feeling of being used
And abused,
Sucked and fucked.
The essence of you
Taints my skin;
Outside and in.
If I close my eyes
I can smell you,
Taste you,
Remember you.
That is all I have -
A memory,
An uncertainty
Of something that never was,
And never will be
What I want it to be.