smothered by loneliness
in the empty dark home
she looks through the window
to lovers passing by
hand in hand
they don't realize
what they have
entangled in happiness
on the fringe of faith
in a sea of love
her bare skin remembers
what it was like
to belong completely
with heart and soul
dipped in trust
but that was ages ago
he left her without a word
until they crossed paths
her heart beating fast
he said, "it's not you" bs
now all she has
is watching love from afar
still waiting for him
pretending he just forgot
his way home
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