Split
If you leave me
where will I be?
Lost on my own.
Who can I phone?
No one could know
the pain you sowed.
Deep in my heart.
Now I must start.
To try to heal.
To try to feel.
I want to cry.
I want to die.
My love was strong.
I must not long
for time we had.
It is so sad.
We lived as one.
Had so much fun.
How could you leave?
I pull your sleeve.
You cross the floor,
then reach the door.
I scream your name.
In so much pain.
You turn the knob.
I start to sob.
Then you step out.
I want to shout.
All hope is lost.
I count the cost.
I'm on the floor.
You close the door.
Copyright © Jean Murray | Year Posted 2018
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