YEARNING
My friend has wrote this poem to me. Lead!
The door closes
He has gone
Never to return
My tears fall
What did I do?
What did I fail to do?
There was no warning
Has he found someone new?
Or has he just tired of me?
I stare at the walls
Of my empty room
Pictures of happy times
Mock me
His scent is still with me
Tormenting, teasing
My senses are reeling
Will I ever be happy again?
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