Excerpts from a story I'll never write

Goodbye for another

I bid you adiou
My heart bitten up and chewed
My perception of love slewed.

I loved your being
But that that's not what my heart was seeing
What I thought was gleaming
--Was really screaming

Oh how I loved you--or so I thought
--But my body was bought
   --And my feelings were not
Love is what I sought
  --But not what I caught

Maybe I should stop
-Or-
Start from the top

I bid you adiou
--To let my love stew

--For another--

--A lover--