Morning After

 

The morning after you left

I stand alone by my window,

You never looked back.

I grasp the chance to

Call your name and

Hear your voice

For one last time,

But you didn’t hear me.

I thought of running,

Screaming on top of

My lungs but to no avail.

It seems hopeless now

And I shiver.

I hear nothing as I took

my last breath,

The morning after

you left.

 *idotmatrix* 11.22.07