Her tea was getting cold
Waiting
Waiting for him
To miss her
To want her
While his cigarettes burned
One
After
Another
Again
And
Again
Trying to forget her
The feel over her in his hands
The way her eyes lit up when she saw him
The words she wrote to him
She counted the minutes
The seconds
The weeks that seemed to roll by
As the world kept turning
And life kept going
He lost track of time
Filling his life with anything and everything
Using it to numb the feeling of not having her
Her heart aches in silence
Her mind replaying the nights that made them seem so real
While his mind clouded with smoke
And dulled with alcohol
Both drowing in their own worlds
Trying to live without the other
