It’s crowded here,
But, I am left to stand alone.
Midst all bustling,
I am left to mourn alone
My steps are slow
And I walk dreaming alone
But, I see you are gone long ago
And, I am left to mourn alone
I have no will to live alone
And to leave you to live alone
I turn to see if you are there
But, I am left to mourn alone
My heart now quivers in unrest.
It weaves the tales of threat.
Frightens me and my smile and solace
And absorbs its charm and grace.
But, on the face of dismay
My optimism fails to succumb to this date
And I wait for you to turn and say
“Everything after all wasn’t such a waste!”