I sit and watch your silhouette, I wonder what you’re doing, who you’re
With, if you’re thinking of me now. Was I just a passing phase — did we
Ever really share? Did we just soliloquise — was I ever really there. If I
Leave this sheltered space, will anything be there? Disinfected,
Disconnected, waiting in my cage for you to call… Am I living in a cage
With all the comforts I created. When I want you here, all you do is close
The blinds and leave me crying to a shadow locked behind a glass that
Shuts me out, that cuts me down… Memories are fading. Surely something
Slowly burns. Don’t you yearn for just a replay for a day?
