it was 3 am when i felt the felt the bed creak
and i heard your feet hit the floor
and i knew that you were leaving,
and i felt you lean over me,
so i closed my eyes and pretended i was sleeping
and you kissed my forehead and whispered
"im sorry for everything"
and i didn't know what you meant
until i woke up the next day
and every trace of you was gone,
like you were never even there.
i felt a searing pain in my chest,
and i didn't know it then,
but that was the feeling of my heart
being torn to shreds.
i never heard from you again,
and now your memory just trails me
like the ghost of what could never be.