Like a glass,

whose contents have been poured out .

Like a class,

after hours, when school is out.

That, which made me full…

No more! No where to be found.

That which was plentiful

reduced to nothing.

Scroll as I might,

no one to text. What now?

Do I persist in the fight?

Texting you is not the option, but how?

How did we let it get here?

Why did we keep circling round and round?

This time I thought we were near.

The only thing that I hoped for …

Was your presence and nothing more.

So you came back .

And I welcomed you

Ignored that now, your heart is black

Towards me.

Every “I love you” was met with silence.

Oh boy, you knew I could notice.

I had no issue ignoring it.

“I love her”, that was a hit.

A hit like a dagger to my heart?

I chased you away.

‘Cause it is great pain to see you love another.

Yet still want you stay.

Torture, hurt, pain.

Now I sit here

Wishing,

you, to hear,

To text, to hug to love.

And now I am still here

Like a glass,

Whose contents have been poured out

Like a class,

After hours, when school is out