That Smile Poem by Nika McGuin

That smile.
I once loved
that smile.
Those lips -
I'll always remember
the sweet nothings
that spilled out of them
pooling on the kitchen floor tiles
like spilled milk,
but I can not cry.

It's so funny how
the smile that once
brought me joy and light
only stirs up anger
and sadness somehow,
when I look at it now.
Or, how it used to give me butterflies in my belly -
tickled me with laughter!
And now it turns my stomach instead.

It's sad to see
that smile
was never mine
anyhow.