I would see you again
although I am quite aware of the disaster it may bring.
Twisted deformities we have hid so well
could slip into visibility
while tantalizing emotions
we have been free of for so long
might chain our hearts again.
I could not lie to you
and tell you I am sorry for what I did.
I could not tell you I regretted using you
and that if I had the choice I would alter nothing.
I need not your forgiveness to survive.
I could not demand your apology for using me;
you would not give me one anyway.
True to ambition, we got what we deserved.
I would see you again not to make amends
but to tell you that in my long sleep, I have dreamt of you.