Greatest Mistake

It was a mistake

Those two knocks at the door last night was supposed to be the delivery guy

Everything was fine

Getting back on track

Before he stood in front of her door

Dressed in threads that unraveled her defenses

She went against her common sense

Allowed him to cross her threshold

As she sat next to him submerging in his delirious temptation

Intoxicating her with chocolate and bergamot

He conjured up memories of what they use to be

Constructing ideas of what they could be

Moving back into the room she built for them in her heart

In the morning when daylight came

She was already awake

She heard the front door locked back in place

And that’s when she remembered

He was her greatest mistake

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