Squall

He packed it all after the big fight And drove away in the dead of night Leaves the pain that cut like a knife He’d done everything to make it work right She lays on the bed and stares at walls Thinking maybe that he’ll call It wasn’t the first time they’d faced squalls Hadn’t she done everything, after all He drives on and thinks of the past And why they couldn’t make it last He knew that now the die was cast And he was never going back She wakes up, he’s still gone She thought he would be home by dawn She stretches and rises with one last yawn Conclusions yet are not foregone He pulls off to get some sleep Something that he desperately needs The sleep that comes is long and deep And through the pores the anger seeps The day is long, she gets no news It’s already been a week or two And then he called out of the blue He said it’s over, this was the truth She drops the phone in disbelief He hangs up so very relieved Their time together had not been brief But she had caused him so much grief