In the dark
In the night
Out of sight

Laying now
All alone
Not really home

Even now
Thinking how
I came to love you.

Speechless yet
You came and went
No thanks or pardoning words.

Hurting seems
A selfish means
To stop caring for others.

Regretfully so
I've come to know
Anger and strong dismay

Feelings do
Mean a lot to you
But apparently mine do not.

I'm sorry for being honest.