3AM

Its 3 am and again you are not

Next to me

Is it something left unsaid

Or is it someone else?

I tip toe down the stairs

To find you alone

On your phone

What did I expect?

You are never far apart from the lives you started

before me, before us.

Always on the prowl for another spark

A knowing glance, a shot in the dark

While we take our turn, like puppets on a string

Never knowing when it will begin or end

Never guessing a thing.

But there were rumblings before I took the plunge

Of thrown away lovers, still waiting for the time

When you would reach out and ignite the

Flame that you never let die...

I am just a placeholder now

The love that was so strong,

Or was it all for show?

Where did we go wrong?

Where did we go?