Behind a load of wall-hugging

What can one do when left alone

In the dark depths of despair?

What can one do but hug the walls,

Wishing that you were here?

Time is flying yet one can’t comprehend

How one can breathe

with one’s thoughts incomplete.

One reckoned one was yours to keep.

Now one is desolate.

When one loved, one couldn’t think

Of the words that would pretty a parchment.

But when one was ripped naked of love

One found a universe to fill with meaningless adornments.

One wonders if one should have bit back

On the lexis that angered you

Even when one felt that

One was giving away nothing but the truth.

When one tired one couldn’t see

The things that made one want to bind to thee.

Now one is remorseful;

Time has flown.

One has done things

Uncontrolled.

One wants the world;

You were it.

The world’s empty now;

Where will one fit?

The tears have come,

The tears have gone.

The wall is stiff;

You’re memories are gone.