Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Done

So strange to walk around
Without you
So odd an empty bed
Sleeping with legs stretched
Not fighting for space
I'm comfortable in your absence
I've been alone before
I know that I can stand
I even need the silence
So I can feel
And I'm not angry anymore
I'm not sad
It's too late to save it
I capitulate
I don't want what you want
I don't dream like you dream
I don't play to avoid the wounds
I don't run from quiet rooms
I accept the introspection
And I accept the truth
I'm done - so done
With loving you

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