I watched the Natalie

I'm not afraid of you, you know

You don't scare me in the least

Though you might pound your chest

And act the untamed beast

Despite how you might curse me

And charge at me with rage

I'm not impressed believe me

I'll not lose my courage

Your mouth spews words of hate

As you strut about with false pride

And all about you cower

But I refuse to run and hide

I don't miss you

Oh no; I do not miss you,

I don't miss your warm embrace.

When I close my eyes at night,

I do not see your face.

When he kisses me with passion,

I don't pretend his lips are yours.

And when he fills me with his essence,

I am not filled with remorse.

When I hold his hand in public,

I don't picture in my mind;

That when I look in his direction,

It's your face my eyes will find.

When I sit with him at dinner,

over candlelight and wine;

and I laugh at jokes he utters,

Tears don't cause my eyes to shine.

When I awake within nights' stillness,

and I pause to glance his way;

I'm not broken, I'm not bitter.

No, my heart's not turned to clay.

So don't think for once I miss you.

My life is all that it could be.

I don't think of you that often.

Of your memory I am free.

Rosevina Halley

June 19, 2009