You stole away, in deadly silence, as anguished
Words spilled from my lips, bleeding out emotionally
Now marked, left as dead
You'll come back, we'll talk it over, love demands
A way be made, my wounds bound in understanding the
Bleeding stanched, love overcomes this tidal wave
The calendar turns, it's pain soaked pages, the wounds
Were left undressed, was it pride that held you back? or
Had I Inflicted wounds so deep, they could never heal
Feigned politeness, strained affection, as the world looks
On, I wonder would it be different, had you come
Back that day, a trail of bloody tears, as I slip away.
