all you've done now
is given me a taste
of what I'm missing out on.
and I'm supposed to thank you
as though fulfilling my life's dream once
could ever be enough for me.
no.
you only made my suffering
for what I feel for you worse.
because now you expect me not to want
what I've merely tasted, but savoured.
I can't settle for one kiss
while he gets one every five minutes.
you shouldn't have kissed me at all
if you couldn't keep these silent promises
made with your lips in our moment of passion.
why did you do this to me?
how could you have condemned me to this?
you should have given me
all or nothing.
and now,
you can't give me either.