I’m drawn
to you
Inexplicably.
I find
myself adorned
In your
cast offs.
You didn’t
pack your bags
When you
left;
Instead you
left it all behind
Along with
me.
I’m not
sure what to do.
Do I pause
or press start?
Where do I
go?
Forward or
Rewind,
The button
seems jammed.
I’ve been
looking for you
As if
somehow, imitating
The
movement of your hands
Could bring
you back;
It doesn’t
and only the loneliness
Echoes the
fading clip clop
Of your
footsteps.
There’s no
way around it,
You’re just
gone.
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