No More

I used to hear your voice and follow it around,

down into the dark and everywhere you went, worried if I didn't that you'd be alone again.

You used to give me pieces left over from the others,

But there were parts that you held back, to keep them undercover.

Always waiting for that someone that would give you what you wanted.

For years I waited patiently, my open heart left haunted.

But that was then and this is now, my heart's moved on,

grown strong,

and shut down... where "we" are concerned.

Time lending its consoling arms, gave me perspective, resolve in clarity,

And in breaking the ties that bound, I utter each word in sincerity,

So hear me...

We are no more.

We are a was, not an is.

My hearts not yours.

I can't be more clear than this.

I feel nothing.

I hear your voice, but I don't follow you around.

You're in the dark but I'm not coming down.

You're alone, still waiting for that someone to give you what you wanted,

But it's not me, and so you'll wait there haunted,

holding all the parts of you that you kept for yourself,

waiting for a light to shine and show you a way out.

There will be others.

They will line up at your door,

pledge all their love, loyalty and more.

Their hearts wide open, their longing growing by the hour,

And you'll drink it in, and in the end, their hearts devour.