the simplest questions, I had to ask them
and I knew you would decline.
It didn’t hurt.
I had braced myself for rejection.
Your rejection is becoming a permanent part of my days.
It used to hurt,
but it doesn’t anymore.
Those are old wounds
and although I want you badly
the time slipped us by.
Time heals all our wounds
and our scars can be concealed.
I am just not sure if I am ready to let it happen.
I was sure that I had your love
you left and took the light with you
now I am living in a constant nightly daze.
