You never said anything
Not about leaving
Or about the hurt
You would cause
No ‘but’ or ‘because’
No letter or remorse
No message or call
I despise your gall
Your promises false
Is this how we end?
Without a word at all?
Love & other things, Poetry & Prose
You never said anything
Not about leaving
Or about the hurt
You would cause
No ‘but’ or ‘because’
No letter or remorse
No message or call
I despise your gall
Your promises false
Is this how we end?
Without a word at all?