door slams
small girl sits alone
wondering why
he left
and if he’ll come back
does he love me?
did I do something wrong?
the questions echo
bouncing off the corners of her mind
never finding companion answers
anger explodes
love dissolves
faith is a myth
another door slams
young woman sits alone
and cries out
why did he leave?
does he love me?
am I loveable?
will anyone stay?
passage of time
only makes the echoes of
questions
and slamming doors
louder
and louder
grown woman sits alone
fighting the flood of tears
tired of slamming doors
accepts she is unlovable
that no one will stay
in that room
she sits
still
alone
... in the quiet
Friday, April 06, 2007
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