I look at the vacant spot
Where your car was parked
For forty five minutes
And wonder
When the lies overlapped
The truth.
You reluctantly left
The night we first kissed
Then two weeks later
You willingly disappeared
Answering my doubts
With silence.
Feb 14, 2018
Feb 14, 2018 at 1:52 AM UTC
I look at the vacant spot
Where your car was parked
For forty five minutes
And wonder
When the lies overlapped
The truth.
You reluctantly left
The night we first kissed
Then two weeks later
You willingly disappeared
Answering my doubts
With silence.