I sit in front of the television
Staring
into space
There’s
a man talking about some decision
That
he really couldn’t face
Upstairs
room is bare, bags are packed
But
you are not around
You’ve
gone away because you lacked
Patience
with the sound
of
my voice.
Though
you didn’t know I was leaving
You
didn’t wait to find out
Can’t
cope with senseless grieving
And
the silence drove me out.
I
walk out the door forever
My
face dry and soul bare
Realising
we’re not together
Knowing
how our relationship fared
Middling
to worst?
Or
the sublime?
Especially
when you became mine.
Memories
flood me, tears run dry
And
the thought of you...
Looking
into my room...
Makes
me hope that Time
Will
heal
my
Heart.
Again.
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