I left the house for the day
Scattering
Before you came to pack up
Our lives shattering
As you took your things. Our things. Out. Of the house.
Our home.
Scattered.
I couldn't even see you.
Out for the day
pretending
to play with friends.
And once I got the all clear, slipped back in
Pretending it was the same but knowing nothing ever ever would be.
I watched TV.
And
Eventually
Made my way into the bedroom...
Against the pillow, a huge bouquet and an I'm sorry dear Jane...?
Please. No.
Refrain.
You do not get to say I'm sorry.
You do not get to say I'm sorry.
Just run away and never stop
Run away and never stop
Scattering.