Now That You Left Me

A white coated couch

I’m so scared and I scream out loud

“Now that you left me”

.

Your morning newspaper from the past month is still lying on my cold floor

Something personal

Something “yours”

You’d forgotten

Like you never did before

.

“Now that you left me”

The rhythm of your breath

And your smell

Are still lurking

.

“Now that you left me”

Your voice sounds so sweet

And yet so wrong

Like a bittersweet wine

Over flowing from my grieving blood

And it’s snowing on my floor

“Now that you left me”

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