DISTANT

How about a cup of coffee?
Let’s meet at the cafe
Guess it’s time, we need to talk
Can we meet up today?

Both know this isn’t working
What we’ve got going on
You’ve become so distant
I can feel it, something’s wrong.

Working all the overtime
The late night calls and texts
Waiting for you to say something
Who knows what’s coming next?

Better now… to call it quits
Pack it in, time to move on
Don’t want to come home one day
And, realize you’re gone.

Not one for playing guessing games
Rather know what lies ahead
Doesn’t mean that I don’t love you
You won’t be easy to forget.

Stay out of the cafe, will you?
Please take  her somewhere else
Seeing you together
Won’t be good, it just won’t help.

Come by… over the weekend
Pick up your things, please come alone
Leave the keys out on the table
I won’t be there, I won’t be home.

_____________________________________

Photo from Google Images: playdistant.com

Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s