The Mall

Walking towards the
Entrance of a mall I know
It clicked inside me
All the pieces seem to grow

He might be at that stage again
He could be doing this today
He could be sitting there
Deciding his way

I stopped
My world seemed a mess
How can I face this
How can I do less

Feeling empty
I continued on through the mall
What to do I say?
Feeling small

Thinking and worrying
I was like this for three days
And now he does not talk to me
And thinks it is OK?