Til Death

I swore you were the Grim Reaper.

After the flirtatious way your hand touched mine,

A life flashed before my very eyes.

An entire future of you and me

Holding each other in our arms

Loving one another

For eternity.

But the reality was,

You already belonged to someone else

And that future 

Would never be mine to see.

So yes, you must be the Grim Reaper

Because the second you let go,

It simply killed me.