She laid down
and pulled the cover up to her chin
She talked to herself
as if she's talking to you
because talking to you
is something she'd never get through
It's something she can never do
She said how could you
how could you leave her just like that
She said how dare you
how dare you treat her dignity like that
and make her feel so bad
These are well-rehearsed lines
which she says from time to time
But as she's blinking back the tears
the lines disappears
and all that's left with her were her fears
and the memories she holds so dear
All that's left with her were her pain and anger
and she thought she could cry forever
She remembered the time
when she would go to bed smiling
When your love was her silver lining
She wiped her wet cheeks
and turned to her side
and whispered to herself
"Everything's gonna be alright. Goodnight."
A remnant of a dark time. I don't feel like this anymore. :) It's true what people say, happiness rarely begets art.