Written October 2011

To be left alone in the cold holding only a cigarette and the empty embrace where you used to be. I’ll always be watching the tail lights and my heart rush away under the moon. I look at that moon often alone, always I look alone and I wonder if God will ever let YOU see the bigger picture. I look at my face in the mirror how its rushed and flushed, streaked with loneliness, often almost always. I see the life Ive been living and I see the life I want and Im left feeling and dripping with envy often, almost always. This girl has cried out to you, this girl has told you often, almost always. Why do you ignore her? You love her? Why do you ignore her so often, almost always? I gave and I have given you everything I have in hopes that you were going to do the same and we could have built something special. You’re never here for that. Im alone often, almost always. What do we have if I feel empty and lost so often, almost always? I tell you that I love you and you reply me too back after, almost always, so very often, almost always….