The Last
I sit next to my window
Watch the sea below
Finally, summer has finished its blow
All summer you were gone
I sit in the same chair you spent so long
So many years
Too many tears
Now that you’re gone.
You left me alone in less than a sentence
Your warning was not preceded by lack of love
You got what you wanted until the day you were gone
I am left with everything you did not want
I am left alone, with myself.
This is the dangerous part.
Who will be there when I come home?
I am left alone.
I sit in your chair
Remnants of you still here
I keep your last parcel folded like you’ll be back
Stare at the door
Nothing. You planned your attack.
And then, one day you do
To tell me you love me
I believe you
Give in to the one I’ve been waiting for
Smile at your promises
you know you won’t keep
I’m weak
Take me because I’m weak
I’ll give it to you because that’s what I need.
you leave.
Beg you to stay
Say you’ll be back again someday
Someday will never come
I will be gone.
Need to leave the place we called our home
Need to run away from all the things that keep reminding me of
You.
Yeah, I’m gonna run away from you
If it’s the last thing I ever do.
Copyright © Amy Kramer | Year Posted 2015
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