Desperate Moments

She walked out on you before you even noticed,

And all hope bled out before you clipped its wings.

Your old hometown friends called her The Poetess,

And you laughed along as they called it a fling.

Desperate moments ask for desperate measures,

But your apologies get stuck in your throat.

You even wonder if she feels the same pressure,

If her future feels like a sinking lifeboat.

She walked out the day you needed her most,

And their tongues painted her as the real villain.

Between red velvet kisses and champagne toasts,

She saw right through your jejune feelings.

Desperate moments ask for desperate escapes,

And she had to flee the scene before the crash.

One day she will peel her lips from the tape

As her words will leave you with a deep gash.

-Jackie