I went for a walk
Had to get out of
The house
Too many memories
Of you, your body
Your voice
Can’t stand it anymore
To stay in the room
Where we made love
That lovers bed is now
Only an unmade
Messy relic
The stained mattress
Sweat soaked sheets
Telling the story
Where life was beautiful
Where we had a future
But not anymore
That future went
The way of the Dodo
Gone, finished, kaput
I am now
An actor
Without a play