Abandoned
As the days turn to weeks
I feel it in my heart,
there's no doubt in my
mind.
We're drifting further apart.
You never write anymore
and you won't accept my
calls,
you ignore me like some
stranger
you never loved at all.
Although I try and I try
to deal with this pain,
it's eating me alive inside
and slowly driving me
insane.
I cry myself to sleep
at night.
Cold and alone in this bed,
and no matter how
hard I try
thoughts of you won't leave
my head.
You want me to believe
that everything you told me
wasn't a lie,
but that's kind of hard to do
when you never even said
good-bye
Copyright © Billy Stone | Year Posted 2009
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