I have lost my appetite
for half-baked, over-
selfish lovers.
The ones
who spread their words like
sprinkled sugar toppings, a
confection to be
consumed but barely tasted.
You had me dancing in the
streets for you, crossing
oceans and building literal,
giant, un-contained dreams.
You will not hold me
like a small, reserved package
anymore.
I have lost my appetite
for you.
