tart dessert/nuts with jam

I hope to never see you again
I wish your image stays, as far away
as the love I cannot give
Your kind, your face
Spit in it
Signed
Spitfire

How I wish you stayed away
I do not care about your destiny nor your fate
for as long as I am lucky enough
to forget your existence
for all I care
you’d disappear
in thin air

As I take a big spoon of jam
and dip in it,
a handful of nuts
I realise
I am this
This is me
Hate is I
And I survived
And I’ll survive more
And thrive and cry and let go
There are so many desserts to try, you know

Who knew I could be this cruel
a wound so deep, it festers bliss
so sweet and rancid
so acid it bleeds
Perpetually
But to always drag you into duel
has made me a fool, so now

I see
That as long as you don’t return,
I’ll sleep gently, peacefully
Oh how long I have fled the hate, the disgust
all in the name of shame, in vain, alas
Excuse this ‘girl’ that misbehaves
Because this is what her body craves