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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