Written Words

I've been reading your letter
Seeing between the lines, telling myself;
"You're not really gone."
But the silence of this room, tells me otherwise

I wasn't suppose to be here
But I missed you so, took an earlier flight
Guess I came home too soon. . .
Too late

From the look upon your face
You've been planning this for sometime
And I just couldn't see beyond what I wanted to believe
That you'd always love me. . .
Need me

You never meet my eyes
Did you fear you'd cry?
Regret you choice?
Oh, here they come
Those tears I swore would never fall

You did this
Tore me down
Shattered this world within your hands
Broke this beating heart with your written words
And I. . .

There were no sorry's
No tears from you
No parting kiss
Just an echoing of a slamming door
And your written words

How did I not see this coming?
How did I miss you slipping away?
How did I?

I've been reading your letter
Seeing between the lines, telling myself. . .
I need to get over you.

Danie 2006 Copyright