Over

Your whispers still sends chills
down my neck
‘Bout how you’re coming back for me.
—Maybe.

And you lingered just long enough
to leave your mark, and
a numbing reminder
Just beneath my ear
Where you once nibbled my nape.

Yet the silence still reminds me
How things once were
And what they might be, still.

So, I shatter the silence with
Anything.
That might solidify our separation
Our permanent breakup.
It’s over. It has to be.