But if love is stronger than shame, then I must say that I haven't loved shamelessly.

^ beautiful opening....I have always been fond of your wording, you always know how to string a few words together and reverse them into a different meaning.

that one taste of honey could make all else taste less than sweet

^ I absolutely loved this line.. this metaphor is amazing, and it totally makes sense to me...kind of reminds me of a person being a distraction...that it will distract you from all else that is good in your life, that you devote your time to this "honey" and forget about all the other good "flavors" of life so to speak...

and when I realized that love indeed was stronger than shame, you were with someone that life had already taught that lesson to

^ annndddd my heart broke here....That has got to be one of the worst feelings to go through, seeing the one you desire with someone else whose already learned it all and knows what theyre doing. I've witnessed it...and it sucks.

I have always loved when you go on a little venting spree...I would never call this broken poetry, unless you mean YOU are broken, because this poem is anything but broken....its feelings are deep, its wording is just beautiful and so raw and I am such a raw writer that I had to read your latest because I already knew I'd love them..

Well done. I want to nominate this one.

"Ashamed, ashamed of how sacrificial I had become."

- The emotion you reveal here and show the true depth of what you went through, going through the motions, just was heartbreaking. Shame and guilt is something I think we all can hold close, we don't want anyone to see it, and it's this inner struggle we have with the way we do certain things or act. That one word, "sacrificial" is so freakin' powerful. You gave up yourself for others and lost some of who you were.

"and when I realized that love indeed was stronger than shame, you were with someone that life had already taught that lesson to."

- The sadness here just reaches out to me! It's like the time that you have come to this realization, this person has already passed you by... no longer waiting or maybe this was a moment that had simply come and gone.

"Sorry for my lack of experience, sorry for not having lines around my eyes just yet, I don't know better, I can't see pass my youth."

- Aw. The rawness of this, that apology and way this poem was almost a confession about your view of your youth....and the innocence you still have, vulnerability, ability to be swayed so to speak, that's all part of your youth.....but you learn, grow, and I hope you still keep your spirit even through rough times like these.

Amazing Yaki~ <3