The ash of her cigarette
Still lingers
As she slams the door, I touch the tray
With my fingers
Left me a note
With scribbled cues
And a $20
It's getting late
And still no sign
Of returning
I miss you
But it's my cue
To march on
You said
I love you
Let's start anew
But I'm long gone
The school bell rings at 3 o'clock
Now I'm waiting
I'm pacing and replaying the promise
You made me
Mothers and daughters reuniting
With laughter
All I have are you empty words
I sought after
I miss you
But it's my cue
To march on
You said
I love you
Let's start anew
But I'm long gone
I'm not mad
I'm not sad
I've accepted that loneliness is not a sin
Just me and my notepad
The only time I let my sadness win
As time goes on
I surrender
I'll always remember
That
I miss you
But it's my cue
To march on
You said
I love you
Let's start anew
But I'm long gone
I catch myself driving by
One winter
The ash of her cigarette
Still lingers
