It wasn't that I was lonely, I was just alone
Feeling empty because of how you filled me up
With your fibs and fabrications
Seeing you paint your face on everyday
Just took the color away from mine.
I let you go, and we both know where
There is no question of what you did or didn't do.
I was waiting for you to come back home
And take advantage of my needing
I was counting down time.
There were times I felt the inches between us
Were more like vast oceans filled with waves
Of our breaths, but unlike the ocean
We were never one
Neither of us was ever whole.
The morning after the moon was still high in the sky
Pale and white, like the linen sheets I threw away
After you touched them
Funny how when I was lying next to you, I felt