Love Lost
Our relationship has died, because of this I cry
I am feeling lost but I know that I have to try.
I need to come up with a plan, so that I can see
whether I should become someone else, or continue being me.
I wonder why I continue to feel so bad,
when he doesn't feel a thing, maybe he never had.
One thing that is hard to face, after all this time,
that I am no longer loved, but maybe it was only in my mind.
Finding myself alone, after so many years,
Is hard to wrap my head around it, and I realize my fears.
I am no longer a significant other, not the apple of anyone's eye.
No one comes home to me, as his workday ends with a sigh.
I don't get that phone call in the middle of the day.
"I just called to hear your voice, and wanted to say hey".
I am no one's priority, no one's number one.
I receive no goodnight kiss when the day is done.
I live in silence, that I can actually hear,
a sound like a background hum, that is quite clear.
It all weighs heavily on my heart and soul.
I am now a fragment of what was once whole.
I have to recreate myself, but where to begin?
What do I get rid of, what do I leave in?
It seems so overwhelming, finding the best thing to do,
when I want to do nothing but give up, say that I am through.
As another long day comes to an end, I bid it goodbye.
I tell myself, "I will be okay, then I bury my head in my pillow and cry.
Copyright © Sandra L. Weiss | Year Posted 2018
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