Sunday, 21 November 2010

Sunday Afternoon Coffee, With You

I miss you my love
And all we were sure to be

I can't stop reliving
Rerelishing, redrowning

I stare at the strangers around me
Drinking their coffee

My eyes and my heart
Filled with anguish

Silently screaming
Until they edge away, puzzled

Unsettled by the nameless pain
That rips out of my skin

Writhing in the agony of maybe
Every time I think of you.