17 May 2012
Laying in bed,
your side still warm,
the pillow marked
and the covers thrown;
the door slammed,
now shut inside,
wordless breaths,
tearful prays,
dark thoughts,
forgetting the years.
Your side now cold,
the clock's moved on,
no goodnight kiss,
no love in mind,
waiting for the white flag,
Unwilling to defy
pride.
Pride • Opuss № I