Stifled.

Stifled.

The bottom of a glass that’s where I chose to look for you.
The last place you were seen as I recall.
Retraced the steps of might have been.
Told my version of our love to strangers.
Mumbled about you talking to the wall.

Gazing through the side wall of a tumbler
That’s where my jumbled, tumbled feelings made themselves at home
I looked for you there but you’d moved on.
I rambled on and pretended that the barmaid understood me.
Said I did n’t care that you were gone.

The highball glass only made me highball for a while
Promised me much more than it delivered.
It left me with my troubles in a suitcase.
The love we lost forlorn and somehow withered.
Stifled love in headlights glare.

That chalky frothy foam where I made myself at home, only loved me till I’d spent my money.
I looked for you in lonely places and sought out darker spaces in my mind.
Hoping that a glimpse of you I’d find.
I laughed at life although it was n’t funny.
Stifled joy in sadness.

You were always frightened of the darkness, that’s when and why you needed me.
I became the darkness, encouraging you to the light, that’s when you slipped away.
I searched for common ground with those I merely found in places I knew you would n’t be.
I hoped you’d understand that I’m the kind of man who’s troubled by my life in every way.
I’m stifled by the cold and scared of getting old before I say the things I want to say.

I could never come around to your way of thinking and so I’m still bound by my way of drinking.
I’m lost in life trying to find the truth.
The bubbles in the wine glass slowly burst.
They sparkled then cease to exist
Reminds me of the love that I still miss.
Of love and death, I don’t know which is worse.

I’ll take you at your best if you can love me at my worst
Embarrassed to be found in this position.
You ‘d gone and changed the rules.
Drunk in love and drunk as fools.
I remember when we loved without condition.
Lost in laughter, lost in tears, stifled in love.