The scent of your love resignates in the bottom layers of my skin,
while the deceit of your words lace the tip of my heart.
My heart used to beat to the rhythm of your running feet,
but you were never close enough for me to grasp.
Too afraid to not hold on and too nervous to let go;
so I stayed hoping to gain the courage to walk away.
Although I read the book and memorized the pages
You will forever be the lesson I failed to learn by heart.