The Lights Are On......



You're here but not with me
It can never be the same can it?
You're looking away when I'm talking
As if I nothing I say is new
Our conversation short, abrupt
I babble through the quiet holes
Clumsy sentences between silences
Feeling inadequate, uninteresting
Wondering why you invite me there
Or if by your guilt I push my way in
I think maybe I'm living in the past
A time when you were enthralled
In everything I said and did
When I was in every thought you had
You are still in all of mine....
Now I fumble in your sights
And sit by unanswered messages
Feeling the death of us by each second
Wondering how you got so cold
Pining like an abandoned child
I miss the way you loved me




Poetry by Purple Phoenix
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Written on 2010-01-20 at 14:05

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salem
i love what you wrote here
2010-01-20