The End

Emi

I reached for your hand

Looking so inviting; so loving

I thought you’d understand

But you moved away from me

 

I felt around blindly

Trying and trying to find you

But you acted quite unkindly

And avoided my grasp

 

I stayed as silent as I could

Hoping I might have heard you

But it was quite an unlikelihood

And I heard not a breath

 

I cried and I sobbed

I hoped you would notice then

But my head terribly throbbed

When the door slammed behind you

 

I watched out the sullied window

Your truck disappearing

Never again to show

That was the end

 

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Comments2

  • Cheeky Missy

    Excellently sad! Very beautiful progression from bad to worst...in the yearning and contrary coldness.

  • Anna

    SAD!!!! Why'd he leave her?! I HATE him!!!!



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