A Toast ; To Memories

I remember seeing you
for the first time
an image
an impression of perfection
you were beautiful
my dear
words of love had flown through the air
and now I know you
you are ugly
to the very essence of your being you are ugly
like a fruit rotting from the inside out
I am glad I got to know you
otherwise I might have cared when you left
here’s to you, lovely
I wish you the best of luck infecting all you touch