Sweet (cold, and bitter) (poem)

Your sweet, cold and bitter touch

It's craved daily, yet never honoured

Well it may be simple,

It means so much

And while I may never meet it again

I'm relieved, I'm relieved 

Your sweet, cold and bitter touch,

Was actually not sweet at all

Just more curroupt

It makes my heart crawl

And my skin sweat,

Not from withdrawl 

Just wishing we had never met

Your depart from mine,

We will never be regrouped

Definitely not what I wanted at the time

But, Definitely what I needed now