Posted by MFish

Thinking of you,
as I sit in this room,
sans the memories
of impending gloom.

I'm at a loss,
knowing not, what to do,
when you say,
"I no longer love you."

These words, I hear,
fill up my head.
The worst fear of all,
You are not my stead.

I know it's not you,
with your belligerent display,'
for when you are angry,
I will walk away.

I tire again, after
hearing these words,
"It's not her fault"
have become absurd.