On Monday you hit the road
And put a hundred miles between us
But there were over a hundred more
Before you even drove away.
On Tuesday I dreamt of you
And I was content
Until you asked if we were seeing other people.
I woke up shaking and hyperventilating,
But breath meant nothing by that point to me,
Cause nothing quite compares
To the pit of emptiness you leave behind
Inside my hollow chest and stomach
When you leave.
And you leave me often,
You leave me in this place to rot in,
You push me farther as you claim
You want me to stay.
You leave me every time I turn my back,
Every moment of silence a covert attack,
And every time you convince me
To let down my guard,
I find myself just an inch more scarred.
And when Wednesday comes,
I realize I don’t trust you anymore
And there’s nowhere left to go,
Nothing left to say
After the embers of trust
Have disintegrated into nothingness.
So keep putting miles between us,
For the sake of us both.
Our happiness was too fragile
To be handled by calloused arms.