The Old Lover
I'm really free to be me this time
always
I worried
when I see you again
what would you do?
How would I react?
It seems like years and yet
I always knew
someday
I'd walk into a room
and there you'd be.
It's funny
how the mind kids itself
I thought you were my knight on a white horse
but you were a black knight.
and I
a silly child who didn't know the difference.
And now
after years
I walked into that room
and nothing.
I felt nothing
not even embarrassment.
Between me and the miller
I harassed you
I thought it was funny.
To me
it was just fun
the kind of fun
I would have had with anyone.
It wasn't spite
I didn't care enough.
One more door now shut
no fear that it shall ever open
for there's nothing there inside.