I’ve felt since you left
Feels like a lump in my throat
I wish you’d come home
I know I’m drinking too much
Hard not to distress
When every minutes a mile
Between our last glance
I cried the whole day
That you drove away
Felt every second divide
With each passing mile
Lost my mind
One day at a time
Distracted by guilt
I miss you still
All seems avoidable
Talk openly
‘One thing at a time’
Why was I so weak
I feel you letting go
Though I don’t really know
I should have said something first
Still it’s getting worse
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