Silent Accomplice

Night after night I watch you come up in my house. It is not how it used to be. When you walked through my door it was rays of light that washed over my body flowing between my overworked fingertips warming the deepest darkest parts of my soul. I felt like my horrid past swallowed me up everytime you left my fears melted away as long as you were with me. Things are different now as you come up in my house a twisted dark hand comes from the shadows to claw at what little happiness I have left. My body feels betrayed by you the last time you touched me you even felt like a different man. Something foreign almost alien to me. Oh God! And time knows how long it has been since your hands have gripped my thighs or your lips have brushed against my neck. I have foregotten the feeling of the human touch, and no longer yearn for it from you. Ever since then I have not felt human myself not enjoyed life's simple pleasures. The smell of gardenia's on the air has disappeared the crown of lilies that always seemed to dance around my head has decayed and fallen away. As you sit your ass on my couch and look at me with those eyes like nothing has happend. What I know this night when you came up in my house I wish I had known it long ago. Oh how my mighty heart has fallen. The river of tears that I have cried this one day would run for an eternity. I am sick of you coming up in my house useing everything that belongs to me. Worst of all useing all of me up leaving me ill stricken and just a fragment of my former self. Looking into your face makes me sick makes my stomach churn. I want you to stop coming up in my house leave with the shirt on your back. It kills me literally kills me that you can't take it with you the one thing that will stay with me forever your Silent Accomplice. As I sit there alone in my house all I am left with is the paper on the table that reads " We are sorry to inform you that your test came back positive"