I try to play you like piano tiles
Slowly, carefully hitting every key
But sometimes I speed up and skip a note
Leaving you with an open door to flee!
Shamefully, I sit aside and gloom
Expecting you to tag along and perhaps help me bloom
I expected though!
Expectations do lead to disappointments
How did I allow that?
To play myself like that?
To miss notes and fly like that?
Now you're gone!
Dead & gone!