Report, if you have a problem with this page“ After you leftI stared at the drivewayFeeling its emptinessWondering if you’d return.After you leftI thought about your questionsWishing I hadn’t been so bluntWondering if I scared you away.After you leftI remembered how you felt in my arms.How you fit so perfectly there. Like my guitar.Wondering if I should have kissed you when I had the chance.After you leftI sat in my roomRemembering all the things you said, andWondering about all the things you didn’t.After you leftI sat in silence.Missing you in a way I didn’t quite understand.Wondering if you’d ever come back. ”
Tamara Ireland Stone
From : Every Last Word
