Alone

I wish it would have been a war that was the explanation for the reason you are not around, the reason I don’t hear the sound of your voice anymore. No, I don’t hear it anymore. And I wish it were all a dream although a bad one it would seem, cuz then at least I’d have the chance to open up my eyes and glance upon your face, but I don’t see it. No, not anymore. And I wish there were reasons why no chance was given for goodbye. A day, a flash and you were gone. Now lonely days roll on and on where I don’t have you anymore. No, nothing anymore. So I wish something else were the explanation given me for why I’m left inside this empty home. But I suppose there isn’t one. It’s over and what’s done is done. There’s nothing now. Yes… I am all alone.