You were there—
Of course you were.
The one day when
I couldn’t take it anymore.
After those months
With no words,
Well, at least
There was a warning—
Oh wait,
I received nothing.

How was I supposed
To feel?
To think?
To breathe?
And at the very end
When I chose the seat
Right by you
Did we even talk?

There is no protocol
No plan of attack,
So I just followed my instinct
And hoped that it was right
When we sang together
But I sang with your sister.
Did I do it right?
I have questions still.

If only I could see your view.