I let you go far to soon
And here I am missing, on a Monday afternoon
Talking to the walls of what should've been
Knowing I can't change what happened back then.
Why do I love you so?
How did I manage to let you go?
The answer...
I will never know
But in due time, it will soon show.
I neglected to feed you
And now I'm forced to eat alone
Sitting with two silver spoons.
Eating a plate full of the truth
But each bite becomes hard to swallow
So I sit and wallow
With bitter taste buds
Longing for my run away love.
©trishalove
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