A
place, Apart
So
here we are,
A
place, apart.
Dreams
have come and gone
and
my bed is cold on your side.
You
just upped, and left
and
tore my world in two.
You
didn't look back,
no
glance was cast
No
second thought to repair
the
heart that beat for you.
The
beat that steadily stopped as it realised,
you
had, for real,
just
gone.
But
why? Why did the love grow cold?
Why
did it not show,
how
could I not know?
I
feel a fool, you played along
and
made me feel you loved me
when
now I see,
it
was not to be
your
greater love was you.
16th
June 2015A
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