Saturday, May 11, 2013

Small World

I arrive at your doorstep
It has been a sixteen hour day
Finding my way here was worth it
When I see your smile, I know

A kiss and a moment later
Your eyes are fixated on something else

I wait for hours
No avail

My smolder turns to a flicker
You give me another peck goodnight
Blowing out whatever there was left

Tomorrow is supposed to be better
Nothing ever changes

You don’t understand when I say
There isn’t room for me in your world

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