Your suitcase is by the door in my mind
you have unpacked and packed a thousand times
it’s now or never, it’s been too long
you’re out of here, you’re out of love
empty like a meal without nourishment
and if I could, I’d ask you to come back
but you left before today
I see it in the careless gaze of your eyes
the house is empty without your noise
I hear only the echo of regrets
ask you to return and you ignore my voice
the coldness in your stare gave you away
there was nothing but bitterness and anger remaining
you said it wasn’t me, but I was the one you cut down
with your stare that went on, out of sight
down the road, out of town
like you were already running away
boarding a bus, changing your story
it’s been half my life and it’s been just one day
since you and I met, and you made me yours
how then can I get used to being without
the one constant beside me in life?
maybe the only way is when you know
you mean nothing anymore
they’re already over you, halfway down the road
maybe they never needed to be
could have been love wasn’t the source
but what they needed and wanted more
could be they were only kind when
it served their interest, nothing else
and when they left
they swept the feelings up
like fallen leaves