Ruined Fig

You have ruined the fig for me
I could never eat one again
I could never go out and buy one
Or pick one from a tree
For you have ruined the fig for me

I could never peal it
Or smell it
Or place it near my lips
Let alone on my tonge
For you have ruined the fig for me

Understand that the taste is ruined,
Not changed
Or different
Or unusual
The taste is ruined
If I could place the fig in my mouth,
All I would taste is a ruined fig

I could never enjoy it,
I could never even ingest it,
Not now, not ever
For you have ruined the fig for me

From all the others,
That has ruined things for me,
Like the wishes from my eyelashes,
Or the smell of jasmine
Or the feel of sand between my toes,
Yours was the worst betrayal

Could you not have spared the fig?
For me?
I do not know why
But all I do know
Is that you have ruined the fig me