Unfinished

I came home one day an there you were
on the chair, sitting
i went to you
there was no life in your eyes
I never would see it there again
you left my life suddenly
only our last conversation to remember
a fight, cold and cruel
never will it be made right

i step back
stifling a scream
at your feet i fling my self
i stare at you for a while
waiting for the life to come back to your eyes

never to be seen again