by Adam Gill
Relationship reflections from my publication "Life Bites"
It started like any normal Tuesday, at six-fifteen,
The weather is unremarkable for this time of year,
But today is the first day I woke up without you here.
The morning news cycles around the TV stuck on mute,
Toast crumbs still gather in my lap, sat in my workday suit,
The table seems far too big and it’s still set out for two,
Everything is still in its place - all that’s missing is you.
“If” - such an ominous word, mocking by definition,
Conjuring thoughts that cannot be, now that you're missing,
But… If things had been different, we could have been so great,
But… “If” implies there was far too little - and far too late.
A single cup and plate to wash reminds me you are gone,
And the damned car radio keeps playing ‘our’ bloody song!
So many things here to remind me that we missed our goal,
I want the ground to open wide and swallow me up whole.
“You’ll be fine” I kid myself constantly, throughout the day,
I stare at my phone a dozen times, with so much to say,
Every call, each email, every text I get might be you,
My heart skips until I read the contents all the way through.
What on earth am I thinking - that you’ll come back here again?
After that ominous snub of “Oh - can’t we just be friends..?”
So casually you walked away to make a brand new start,
And I need to tell you so badly - how you broke my heart.