The chill in the air makes me
think I'm alone, but your
breath on my ear
says otherwise
The dark
in this room
makes me think
you're not home,
but your hands on
my face say otherwise
The silence of the house
makes me think that
you're gone but
your wet lips
tracing my
own make
me think
...
How dare
you haunt me
assaulting my dreams
forcing my memories
and wrecking my mind
How dare
you insult me
keeping my words but
breaking your promises
and never coming
back to tell me
a thing
The bedsheets
torn by your
hasty retreat
and stains left
from pieces of
my heart you
ground underfoot
on your hurried
escape onto
the next
fling
Silence this empty house
Leave this empty room
Warm this empty heart
And leave me be
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not me, book inspired...
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Expressive of a topic I'm tinkering about myself.
Good write!
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