Thursday, June 11, 2009
 | What did you do last night. I felt a tremble with you gone. My thoughts swirled and worried. Quick and without depth about all. Your hands bound in anyway. Sick with thoughts of wrongs. Your face enters my fears fast. Another you may have found. A flip or adjust will not help me. Light box talks but no distraction. The phone works as I checked. From dear are you ok to hate. A message out should be enough. Yet here I sit and worry fully. Wrongs placed upon you. The movie of our life flashes. But you in another hold. Trust no more that was big. Disassembled maybe too fast. Accusations fly as you come in. My worries need not your story. Until the tears come on strong. Disappointment in my heart. Left alone to think to myself. What did you do last night. |
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