You gave no warning
When I did what I thought was right
You just smiled
When I did what I knew was wrong
You just smiled
I woke up first day of last year
And you were gone
I was sure I was still dreaming
Because you leaving has to be a nightmare
Because it was supposed to be morning
But it was still dark
It was morning but it was dark
Because when you left
You took away light
And since then the world has been in darkness
Day or night
The saddest thing was only you left
You didn’t take away your things from my house
It was when I looked for you yourself
That I realized you had left
Are you dead or just gone
Would I ever know
If you were the one I asked that question
You would probably just smile
You would just smile
Well, maybe I will wait here
For when you come pick your things
Please tell me you are coming to
That way I will have the sad dignity
Of being made fully aware
You are finally gone
And there’d be no mistaking it
I will sit here on my bed
Waiting for you
No! Not in self-pity
Or in a shameful attempt at histrionics
But what’s to do when it’s all dark
And I am tired of sleeping forever
And no one’s going to work outside
What’s to do to make sense of the madness
What’s an ill shrink got to do
Except to sit patiently on the bed
Listen to the nocturnal animals
Talking and playing together
Saying things only I can hear
Sweet whispers only I hear in my head
Well, they are comforting
Because now I hear the animals talk about you
They call you mysterious and strange
Well they seem to have you all figured out
Since that’s what seems to describe you best
I’ll wait for when you come
To pick your things
And maybe I will beg you
To tell me why you left
And took away the light of the world
Leaving us in chaotic perfection and confused clarity
Our centres holding as well as a rubbery cornerstone
And we have only managed to build lives like grand sand castles
Even so I am afraid I may not get an answer
Because you seem to like speaking in riddles
You seem to fancy shrouded and cloudy speeches
Replying my questions with words that raise more questions
I know what I’ll do
Since I can’t sleep or do anything
I know what to do
I’ll just wait
After sending this all over the world
Maybe it will get to you
Maybe it will get to your heart
And you will come
And maybe when you come
Maybe you won’t tell me why you left
Maybe you will come back to me
Maybe you will stay for real this time
BACKGROUND: “Incomplete” by Backstreet Boys is playing in the background.
No, it wasn’t quite the song that inspired this. After writing this, I just couldn’t think of a better background now than the opening lines of the song.
I can feel the melancholy
That should be something, for I can’t imagine you feeling melancholy.
I am sort of a morose person. And I’m very sensitive.
Normally I am supposed to reply: I see. But, let me humour you: are you kidding’ me???
I really am sort of manic depressive.
If that is true, then nice meeting you.
uh… now it’s nice?
When it’s you.
That works for me.
The sun will shine again, my Friend. = >
The weather has not been predictable of late. Times are changed.
The weather and the times are a changing; thankfully we serve a faithful God who is unwavering. There is always comfort and peace in our Father’s arms. I’m praying and sending warm and sunny skies your way. = >
Thanks, Uncle Buck!
If she’s the kind of person you deserve, she’ll be back. If not, well, you pick ’em as well as I do. lol Get out of bed, wash your face, and … I’d say try try again, but from my corner of the darkness, sometimes its ok to be simply content to let them go. Chin up old chap! 🙂
Issue at times is -what you need vs what you can do without AND how long you can do without the two things mentioned.
But, I so feel you. At times, you really have to just be.
Thanks much, Shardy.
unfortunately, what we want and can’t live without.. is usually not what we need… I’m hoping you just find peace. sometimes that’s all we have. 🙂
Another heavy word there! I tend to agree with you.
Indeed, Shardy! May we just remain in peace.