My troubled heart can no longer ignore
The little subtle changes in your ways,
I’m not the one you turn to anymore.
Your lips will say it’s me that you adore.
While lack of sparkle in your eye betrays.
My troubled heart can no longer ignore.
Your newly frequent trips off to the store,
You haven’t kissed me once in several days,
I’m not the one you turn to anymore.
Your eyes often averted to the floor,
Your breath no longer sweetly turns a phrase.
My troubled heart can no longer ignore.
Can life be, once again, what was before?
As you appease with tired old clichés?
I’m not the one you turn to anymore.
Your silence now can only underscore
The shadow man emerging from the haze.
My troubled heart can no longer ignore,
I’m not the one you turn to anymore.




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