Lost Love
Stare into the outside
Neon lights and street signs
She holds me
It’s gonna be alright
She said, but she fades
Moonlight turns away
Its stream flickers and I ask
Why don’t you want to stay
Her laugh pierces through me
She picks up her things
One last look in her eyes
A sliver of sadness but no regret
All the things I never said
Stomach feels like lead
“Don’t go” sits in my throat
The door behind her closes
The roses on the counter wilted
I deserved it
Now on the balcony I sit
A bottle in hand
Thoughts of what I did
The clock ticks
This lightless night fits
The feeling of lost love
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