Category: Getting over love



Love left me at your doorstep

the day I left our home…

Our dreams

folded up

in separate piles…

yours ,

keeping HER clothes warm…

My happiness

in my shoes,

a little to the right

of my heart…

which refused to walk back in

since the day it was

ripped  apart.

Your smiles –

no longer for me

Your arms-

no longer mine…

Oh! all the miles

we wish we’d been!

drunk on

half-filled glasses of wine.